It's easier to fight one's enemies than to get on with one's friends.
Every man whom chance alone has, by some accident, made a public character, hardly ever fails of becoming, in a short time, a ridiculous private one.
Weak souls always set to work at the wrong time.
She knew how to trust people... a rare quality, revealing a character far above average.
A man who doesn't trust himself can never really trust anyone else.
What is necessary is never a risk.