It's motive alone which gives character to the actions of men.
Love and friendship exclude each other.
It seems to me that the spirit of politeness is a certain attention in causing that, by our words and by our manners, others may be content with us and with themselves.
Widows, like ripe fruit, drop easily from their perch.
Such a great misfortune, not to be able to be alone.
The events we most desire do not happen; or, if they do, it is neither in the time nor in the circumstances when they would have given us extreme pleasure.