Most People Judge Men By Their Success

The Truest Comparison We Can Make Of Love Is To Liken It To A Fever; We Have No More Power Over The One Than The Other, Either As To Its Violence Or Duration.

Virtue Would Not Make Such Advances If There Were Not A Little Vanity To Keep It Company.

There Are Certain Defects Which, Well-mounted, Glitter Like Virtue Itself.

The Most Clever And Polite Are Content With Only Seeming Attentive While We Perceive In Their Mind And Eyes That At The Very Time They Are Wandering From What Is Said And Desire To Return To What They Want To Say.

The Only Security Is Courage.