We are all strong enough to bear other men's misfortunes.
There is nothing men are so generous of as advice.
Passion makes idiots of the cleverest men, and makes the biggest idiots clever.
There are a great many men valued in society who have nothing to recommend them but serviceable vices.
We are never so happy or so unhappy as we think.
A great many men's gratitude is nothing but a secret desire to hook in more valuable kindnesses hereafter.
We seldom find any person of good sense, except those who share our opinions.
Love can no more continue without a constant motion than fire can and when once you take hope and fear away, you take from it its very life and being.
The prospect of being pleased tomorrow will never console me for the boredom of today.
When we are unable to find tranquility within ourselves it is useless to seek it elsewhere.
The generality of virtuous women are like hidden treasures, they are safe only because nobody has sought after them.
We are nearer loving those who hate us than those who love us more than we wish.
We always love those who admire us, but we do not always love those whom we admire.
It is not enough to have great qualities We should also have the management of them.
Jealousy is bred in doubts. When those doubts change into certainties, then the passion either ceases or turns absolute madness.
What men have called friendship is only a social arrangement, a mutual adjustment of interests, an interchange of services given and received; it is, in sum, simply a business from which those involve...
We should scarcely desire things ardently if we were perfectly acquainted with what we desire.
To establish oneself in the world one has to do all one can to appear established.
What causes us to like new acquaintances is not so much weariness of our old ones or the pleasure of change as disgust at not being sufficiently admired by those who know us too well and the hope o...
What men call friendship is no more than a partnership a mutual care of interests an exchange of favors - in a word it is a sort of traffic in which self-love ever proposes to be the gainer.