Men blush less for their crimes than for their weaknesses and vanity.

All of our unhappiness comes from our inability to be alone.

When a secret is revealed, it is the fault of the man who confided it.

A lovely countenance is the fairest of all sights, and the sweetest harmony is the sound of the voice of her whom we love.

Grief at the absence of a loved one is happiness compared to life with a person one hates.

I do not doubt but that genuine piety is the spring of peace of mind; it enables us to bear the sorrows of life, and lessens the pangs of death: the same cannot be said of hypocrisy.

We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our embarrassment when alone together.