A modest man never talks of himself.
Pure friendship is something which men of an inferior intellect can never taste.
Misers are neither relations, nor friends, nor citizens, nor Christians, nor perhaps even human beings.
Grief that is dazed and speechless is out of fashion: the modern woman mourns her husband loudly and tells you the whole story of his death, which distresses her so much that she forgets not the slightest detail about it.
They that have lived a single day have lived an age.
Love seizes us suddenly, without giving warning, and our disposition or our weakness favors the surprise; one look, one glance, from the fair fixes and determines us.