In a better world we will find our young years and our old friends.
The weak-minded man is the slave of his vices and the dupe of his virtues.
Religion is the hospital of the souls that the world has wounded.
The politics of courtiers resemble their shadows; they cringe and turn with the sun of the day.
The less power a man has, the more he likes to use it.
Experience unveils too late the snares laid for youth; it is the white frost which discovers the spider's web when the flies are no longer there to be caught.