Let us respect gray Lairs, but, above all, our own.
In all that surrounds him the egotist sees only the frame of his own portrait.
It is not what we have but what we enjoy that constitutes our abundance.
Pleasure and satiety live next door to each other.
The weak-minded man is the slave of his vices and the dupe of his virtues.
Pleasure limps for him. who enjoys it alone.