The most regular and most perfect soul in the world has but too much to do to keep itself upright from being overthrown by its own weakness.

A good marriage (if any there be) refuses the conditions of love and endeavors to present those of amity.

Marriage, a market which has nothing free but the entrance.

Shame on all eloquence which leaves us with a taste for itself and not for its substance.

Confidence in others' honesty is no light testimony of one's own integrity.

Judgement can do without knowledge: but not knowledge without judgement.

If I am to serve as an instrument of deceit, at least let it be with a clear conscience. I do not want to be considered either so affectionate or so loyal a servant as to be found fit to betray anyone.