Love of flattery, in most men, proceeds from the mean opinion they have of themselves; in women, from the contrary.
I never wonder to see men wicked, but I often wonder to see them not ashamed.
Argument is the worst sort of conversation.
Small causes are sufficient to make a man uneasy, when great ones are not in the way: for want of a block he will stumble at a straw.
Every dog must have his day.
The power of fortune is confessed only by the miserable, for the happy impute all their success to prudence or merit.