We never do anything well till we cease to think about the manner of doing it. This is the reason why it is so difficult for any but natives to speak a language correctly or idiomatically.

We can bear to be deprived of everything but our self-conceit.

We often forget our dreams so speedily: if we cannot catch them as they are passing out at the door, we never set eyes on them again.

There are no rules for friendship. It must be left to itself. We cannot force it any more than love.

A proud man is satisfied with his own good opinion, and does not seek to make converts to it.

I hate anything that occupies more space than it is worth... I hate to see a parcel of big words without anything in them.

I am always afraid of a fool. One cannot be sure that he is not a knave as well.