All of our unhappiness comes from our inability to be alone.
The most amiable people are those who least wound the self-love of others.
It's motive alone which gives character to the actions of men.
It is the glory and merit of some men to write well and of others not to write at all.
As a man falls out of favour and his wealth declines, we discover for the first time the ridiculous aspects of his character, which were always there but which wealth and favour had concealed.
In Friendship we only see those faults which may be prejudicial to our friends. In love we see no faults but those by which we suffer ourselves.