A lover is a man who tries to be more amiable than it is possible for him to be.

One must not hope to be more than one can be.

The majority of the books of our time give one the impression of having been manufactured in a day out of books read the day before.

It is inconceivable how much wit it requires to avoid being ridiculous.

Slander is the balm of malignity.

A man is not necessarily intelligent because he has plenty of ideas, any more than he is a good general because he has plenty of soldiers.

The sunset glow of self-possession.