We hope to grow old and we dread old age; that is to say, we love life and we flee from death.

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

Politeness makes one appear outwardly as they should be within.

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.

A man of moderate Understanding, thinks he writes divinely: A man of good Understanding, thinks he writes reasonably.

If some persons died, and others did not die, death would be a terrible affliction.

Avoid making yourself the subject of conversation.