We talk little when we do not talk about ourselves.

The confession of our failings is a thankless office. It savors less of sincerity or modesty than of ostentation. It seems as if we thought our weaknesses as good as other people's virtues.

Well I've had a happy life.

Let a man's talents or virtues be what they may, he will only feel satisfaction in his society as he is satisfied in himself.

The soul of a journey is liberty, perfect liberty, to think, feel, do just as one pleases.

The most silent people are generally those who think most highly of themselves.

They are the only honest hypocrites, their life is a voluntary dream, a studied madness.