The heaviest object in the world is the body of the woman you have ceased to love.
Despair exaggerates not only our misery but also our weakness.
A man who love only himself and his pleasures is vain, presumptuous, and wicked even from principle.
It is easy to criticize an author, but difficult to appreciate him.
The counsels of old age give light without heat, like the sun in winter.
Excessive distrust is not less hurtfJul than its opposite. Most men become useless to him who is unwilling to risk being deceived.