Those who are formed to win general admiration are seldom calculated to bestow individual happiness.

Reason dissipates the illusions of life, but does not console us for their departure.

The most certain mode of making people content with us is to make them content with themselves.

Love matches are made by people who are content, for a month of honey, to condemn themselves to a life of vinegar.

There is no cosmetic like happiness

Mountains appear more lofty the nearer they are approached, but great men resemble them not in this particular.

Calumny is the offspring of Envy.