Envy, like flame, blackens that which is above it, and which it cannot reach.

It is not what we have but what we enjoy that constitutes our abundance.

Doubt springs from the mind; faith is the daughter of the soul.

In all that surrounds him the egotist sees only the frame of his own portrait.

There are wounds of self-love which one does not confess to one's dearest friends.

In giving alms, let us rather look at the needs of the poor than his claim to your charity.

In love we are not only liable to betray ourselves, but also the secrets of others.