The wise person often shuns society for fear of being bored.

The exact contrary of what is generally believed is often the truth.

A good author, and one who writes carefully, often discovers that the expression of which he has been in search without being able to discover it, and which he has at last found, is that which was the most simple, the most natural, and which seems as if it ought to have presented itself at once, without effort, to the mind.

Young people are dazzled by the brilliancy of antithesis, and employ it. Matter-of-fact men, and those who like precision, naturally fall into comparisons and metaphor. Sprightly natures, full of fire, and whom a boundless imagination carries beyond all rules, and even what is reasonable, cannot rest satisfied even with hyperbole. As for the sublime, it is only great geniuses and those of the very highest order that are able to rise to its height.

Favor exalts a man above his equals, but his dismissal from that favor places him below them.

One seeks to make the loved one entirely happy, or, if that cannot be, entirely wretched.

A coxcomb is one whom simpletons believe to be a man of merit.