Of All Our Faults, The One That

One Is Never Fortunate Or As Unfortunate As One Imagines.

The Defects And Faults Of The Mind Are Like Wounds In The Body; After All Imaginable Care Has Been Taken To Heal Them Up, Still There Will Be A Scar Left Behind, And They Are In Continual Danger Of Breaking The Skin And Bursting Out Again.

It Is Not Always For Virtue's Sake That Women Are Virtuous.

It Is Impossible To Love A Second Time What We Have Really Ceased To Love.

True Eloquence Consists In Saying All That Should Be Said, And That Only.