Women always find their bitterest foes among their own sex.
It is more pitiable once to have been rich than not to be rich now.
Without big words, how could many people say small things?
Another life, if it were not better than this, would be less a promise than a threat.
That experience which does not make us better makes us worse.
The grave is a crucible where memory is purified; we only remember a dead friend by those qualities which make him regretted.