We are valued wither too highly or not high enough; we are never taken at our real worth.

Where would the power of women be, were it not for the vanity of men?

The manuscript in the drawer either rots or ripens.

Between being able to and actually doing something lies an ocean, and on its bottom rests all too often the wreck of willpower.

The poor man wishes to conceal his poverty, and the rich man his wealth: the former fears lest he be despised, the latter lest he be plundered.

Generosity, to be perfect, should always be accompanied by a dash of humor.

One can acquire some virtues by feigning them for a long time.