The public weal requires that men should betray, and lie, and massacre.

We are all of us richer than we think we are.

It costs an unreasonable woman no more to pass over one reason than another; they cherish themselves most where they are most wrong.

And truly Philosophy is but sophisticated poetry. Whence do those ancient writers derive all their authority but from the poets?

Vexations may be petty, but they are vexations still.

Confidence in the goodness of another is good proof of one's own goodness.

It is an absolute perfection and virtually divine to know how to enjoy our being rightfully.