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There is certainly no beauty on earth which exceeds the natural loveliness of woman.
Rage is a short-lived fury.
Age whitens hairs, but not sin.
No woman dares express all she thinks.
Of all trifles, titles are the lightest.
It is easy to be virtuous in prospective.
Pleasure limps for him. who enjoys it alone.
The most exacting jailer is our own conscience.
Conscience whispers, but interest screams aloud.
Where talent is a dwarf, self-esteem is a giant.
Pleasure and satiety live next door to each other.
Let us respect gray Lairs, but, above all, our own.
Nothing for preserving the body like having no heart.
The less power a man has, the more he likes to use it.
Without big words, how could many people say small things?
Women always find their bitterest foes among their own sex.
Happiness is where we find it, but rarely where we seek it.
That experience which does not make us better makes us worse.
True courage is like a kite; a contrary wind raises it higher.
Doubt springs from the mind; faith is the daughter of the soul.
We tire of those pleasures we take, but never of those we give.
What we gain by experience is not worth that we lose in illusion
Religion is the hospital of the souls that the world has wounded.
Our virtues live upon our incomes; our vices consume our capital.
Conscience serves us especially to judge of the actions of others.
In a better world we will find our young years and our old friends.
It is more pitiable once to have been rich than not to be rich now.
The wisest man may always learn something from the humblest peasant.
It is not what we have but what we enjoy that constitutes our abundance.
The hatred we bear our enemies injures their happiness less than our own.
Public opinion is a courtesan, whom we seek to please without respecting.
The weak-minded man is the slave of his vices and the dupe of his virtues.
The great chastisement of a knave is not to be known, but to know himself.
Loud indignation against vice often stands for virtue in the eyes of bigots.
None despise fame more heartily than those who have no possible claim to it.
Envy, like flame, blackens that which is above it, and which it cannot reach.
In all that surrounds him the egotist sees only the frame of his own portrait.
Adversity, which makes us indulgent to others, renders them severe towards us.
It is almost impossible to find those who admire us entirely lacking in taste.
There are some errors so sweet that we repent them only to bring them to memory.
Do you know a young and beautiful woman who is not ready to flirt-just a little?
People who declare that they belong to no party certainly do not belong to ours.
Many fortunes, like rivers, have a pure source, but grow muddy as they grow large.
There are wounds of self-love which one does not confess to one's dearest friends.
It requires less character to discover the faults of others, than to tolerate them.
In love we are not only liable to betray ourselves, but also the secrets of others.
A pedant holds more to instruct us with what he knows, than of what we are ignorant.
How many wells of science there are in whose depths there is nothing but clear water!
Another life, if it were not better than this, would be less a promise than a threat.
We forget the origin of a parvenu if he remembers it; we remember it if he forgets it.
