None are more liable to mistakes than those who act only on second thoughts.

Our virtues are dearer to us the more we have had to suffer for them. It is the same with our children. All profound affection admits a sacrifice.

To possess taste, one must have some soul.

The things we know best are the things we haven't been taught.

Is it against justice or reason to love ourselves? And why is self-love always a vice?

We can console ourselves for not having great talents as we console ourselves for not having great places. We can be above both in our hearts.

The character of false wit is that of appearing to depend only upon reason.