How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude!

It is because of men that women dislike one another.

False modesty is the masterpiece of vanity: showing the vain man in such an illusory light that he appears in the reputation of the virtue quite opposite to the vice which constitutes his real character; it is a deceit.

False modesty is the refinement of vanity. It is a lie.

Sudden love is latest cured.

If it be usual to be strongly impressed by things that are scarce, why are we so little impressed by virtue?

We should keep silent about those in power; to speak well of them almost implies flattery; to speak ill of them while they are alive is dangerous, and when they are dead is cowardly.