Love can be founded upon Nature only.

I know not whether increasing years do not cause us to esteem fewer people and to bear with more.

Those who are incapable of shining out by dress would do well to consider that the contrast between them and their clothes turns out much to their disadvantage.

People can commend the weather without envy.

Prudent men lock up their motives, letting familiars have a key to their hearts, as to their garden.

I hate a style, as I do a garden, that is wholly flat and regular; that slides along like an eel, and never rises to what one can call an inequality.

In a heavy oppressive atmosphere, when the spirits sink too low, the best cordial is to read over all the letters of one's friends.