Him, who incessantly laughs in the street, you may commonly hear grumbling in his closet.

The public seldom forgive twice.

He who can conceal his joys, is greater than he who can hide his griefs

Him, who incessantly laughs in the street, you may commonly hear grumbling in his closet.

Mistrust the man who finds everything good, the man who finds everything evil and still more the man who is indifferent to everything.

The craftiest trickery are too short and ragged a cloak to cover a bad heart.

The affectation of sanctity is a blotch on the face of piety.