Lofty mountains are full of springs; great hearts are full of tears.

We often experience more regret over the part we have left, than pleasure over the part we have preferred.

We want our friend as a man of talent, less because he has talent than because he is our friend.

There is a slowness in affairs which ripens them, and a slowness which rots them.

Success causes us to be more praised than known.

Our experience is composed rather of illusions lost than of wisdom acquired.

Reason guides but a small part of man, and the rest obeys feeling, true or false, and passion, good or bad.