We Sometimes Imagine We Hate Flattery, But

The Height Of Cleverness Is To Be Able To Conceal It.

Women In Love Sooner Forgive Great Indiscretions Than Small Infidelities.

It Seems That Nature, Which Has So Wisely Disposed Our Bodily Organs With A View To Our Happiness, Has Also Bestowed On Us Pride, To Spare Us The Pain Of Being Aware Of Our Imperfections.

Nature Creates Ability; Luck Provides It With Opportunity.

Fortune Makes Our Virtues And Vices Visible, Just As Light Does The Objects Of Sight.