There are certain things in which mediocrity is not to be endured, such as poetry, music, painting, public speaking.
To endeavor to forget anyone is a certain way of thinking of nothing else.
A coxcomb is one whom simpletons believe to be a man of merit.
As riches and honor forsake a man, we discover him to be a fool, but nobody could find it out in his prosperity.
We never deceive for a good purpose: knavery adds malice to falsehood.
The same vices which are huge and insupportable in others we do not feel in ourselves.