Public opinion is the worst of all opinions.
A lover is a man who tries to be more amiable than it is possible for him to be.
Wrinkles and ill-nature together made a woman hideous.
Love is like epidemic diseases. The more one fears it the more likely one is to contract it.
Slander is the balm of malignity.
Spero Speroni explains admirably how an author who writes very clearly for himself is often obscure to his readers. "It is," he says, "because the author proceeds from the thought to the expression, and the reader from the expression to the thought.