Our virtues live upon our incomes; our vices consume our capital.
The weak-minded man is the slave of his vices and the dupe of his virtues.
There is certainly no beauty on earth which exceeds the natural loveliness of woman.
Where talent is a dwarf, self-esteem is a giant.
An angry woman is vindictive beyond measure, and hesitates at nothing in her bitterness.
Rage is a short-lived fury.