Deceit is the game of petty spirits, and that is by nature a woman's quality.

To myself alone do I owe my fame.

When a woman has the gift of silence she possesses a quality above the vulgar. It is a gift of Heaven seldom bestowed; without a little miracle it cannot be accomplished; and Nature suffers violence when Heaven puts a woman in the humor of observing silence.

He who does not fear death cares naught for threats.

Just as We never taste happiness in perfection, our most fortunate successes are mixed with sadness. So too we never taste sadness completely, as things could always be worse in some way and for this we can be grateful.

Let us attend to the present, and as to the future we shall know how to manage when the occasion arrives.

I have deserved neither so much honor or so much disgrace.