One Is Never As Happy Or As

A Woman Often Thinks She Regrets The Lover, When She Only Regrets The Love.

The Name And Pretense Of Virtue Is As Serviceable To Self-interest As Are Real Vices.

To Boast That One Never Flirts Is Actually A Kind Of Flirtation.

The Contempt Of Riches In The Philosophers Was A Concealed Desire Of Revenging On Fortune The Injustice Done To Their Merit, By Despising The Good She Denied Them.

We Have Not Strength Enough To Follow Our Reason So Far As It Would Carry Us.