If our life is unhappy it is painful to bear; if it is happy it is horrible to lose, So the one is pretty equal to the other.

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

No man is so perfect, so necessary to his friends as to give them no cause to miss him less.

The pleasure we feel in criticizing robs us from being moved by very beautiful things.

Let us not complain against men because otheir rudeness, their ingratitude, their injustice, their arrogance, their love oself, their forgetfulness oothers. They are so made. Such is their nature.

We never deceive for a good purpose: knavery adds malice to falsehood.

A man is thirty years old before he has any settled thoughts of his fortune; it is not completed before fifty. He falls to building in his old age, and dies by the time his house is in a condition to be painted and glazed.