Women always find their bitterest foes among their own sex.
Pleasure and satiety live next door to each other.
We find ourselves less witty in remembering what we have said than in dreaming of what we would have said.
We are told to walk noiselessly through the world, that we may waken neither hatred, nor envy; but, alas! what can we do when they never sleep!
We tire of those pleasures we take, but never of those we give.
In all that surrounds him the egotist sees only the frame of his own portrait.