Women never reason, and therefore they are (comparatively) seldom wrong.
We imagine that the admiration of the works of celebrated men has become common, because the admiration of their names has become so.
The greatest grossness sometimes accompanies the greatest refinement, as a natural relief.
Love and joy are twins or born of each other.
Envy is littleness of soul.
If we are long absent from our friends, we forget them; if we are constantly with them, we despise them.