A modicum of discord is the very spice of courtship.

I have three kinds of friends: those who love me, those who pay no attention to me, and those who detest me.

Wicked people sometimes perform good actions. I suppose they wish to see if this gives as great a feeling of pleasure as the virtuous claim for it.

Do not suppose opportunity will knock twice at your door.

Love is more pleasant than marriage for the same reason that novels are more amusing than history.

At the sight of what goes on in the world, the most misanthropic of men must end by being amused, and Heraclitus must die laughing.

We take our colors, chameleon-like, from each other.