We like so much to hear people talk of us and of our motives, that we are charmed even when they abuse us.

good and evil travel on the same road, but they leave different impressions.

I fear nothing so much as a man who is witty all day long.

The desire to be singular and to astonish by ways out of the common seems to me to be the source of many virtues.

Not to find pleasure in serious reading gives a pastel coloring to the mind.

Happiness, like misfortunes, never comes alone.

It is not always sorrow that opens the fountains of the eyes.