Nothing for preserving the body like having no heart.
Experience unveils too late the snares laid for youth; it is the white frost which discovers the spider's web when the flies are no longer there to be caught.
The happiness of the tender heart is increased by what it can take away from the wretchedness of others.
The virtuous woman flees from danger; she trusts more to her prudence in shunning it than in her strength to overcome it.
To endeavor to move by the same discourse hearers who differ in age, sex, position and education is to attempt to open all locks with the same key.
It is not what we have but what we enjoy that constitutes our abundance.
Public opinion is a courtesan, whom we seek to please without respecting.
The wisest man may always learn something from the humblest peasant.
How many wells of science there are in whose depths there is nothing but clear water!
It is only before those who are glad to hear it, and anxious to spread it, that we find it easy to speak ill of others.
It is more pitiable once to have been rich than not to be rich now.
In a better world we will find our young years and our old friends.
There is a proverb in the South that a woman laughs when she can, and weeps when she pleases.
Without big words, how could many people say small things?
None despise fame more heartily than those who have no possible claim to it.
The less power a man has, the more he likes to use it.
No woman dares express all she thinks.
Age whitens hairs, but not sin.
It is easy to be virtuous in prospective.
Women always find their bitterest foes among their own sex.
The true worth of a soul is revealed as much by the motive it attributes to the actions of others as by its own deeds.
We are told to walk noiselessly through the world, that we may waken neither hatred, nor envy; but, alas! what can we do when they never sleep!
Envy, like flame, blackens that which is above it, and which it cannot reach.
An angry woman is vindictive beyond measure, and hesitates at nothing in her bitterness.
Doubt springs from the mind; faith is the daughter of the soul.
Happiness is where we find it, but rarely where we seek it.
We forget the origin of a parvenu if he remembers it; we remember it if he forgets it.
Loud indignation against vice often stands for virtue in the eyes of bigots.
There are some errors so sweet that we repent them only to bring them to memory.
Of all trifles, titles are the lightest.
Conscience whispers, but interest screams aloud.
When our friends are alive, we see the good qualities they lack; dead, we remember only those they possessed.
People who declare that they belong to no party certainly do not belong to ours.
To protect ourselves against the storms of passion, marriage with a woman is a harbor in the tempest; but with a bad woman it is a tempest in the harbor.
A pedant holds more to instruct us with what he knows, than of what we are ignorant.
The most exacting jailer is our own conscience.
It is almost impossible to find those who admire us entirely lacking in taste.
The great chastisement of a knave is not to be known, but to know himself.
There are philanthropists who, incapable of managing their own little affairs, take upon themselves those of the whole world; but as their creditors always outnumber their disciples, they owe humanity more than she will ever owe them.
That prudery which survives youth and beauty resembles a scarecrow left in the fields after harvest.
Conscience serves us especially to judge of the actions of others.
Genius, like a torch, shines less in the broad daylight of the present than in the night of the past.
We find ourselves less witty in remembering what we have said than in dreaming of what we would have said.
It requires less character to discover the faults of others, than to tolerate them.
In all that surrounds him the egotist sees only the frame of his own portrait.
Every generous illusion of youth leaves a wrinkle as it departs. Experience is the successive disenchanting of the things of life; it is reason enriched with the heart's spoils.
There is certainly no beauty on earth which exceeds the natural loveliness of woman.
Our virtues live upon our incomes; our vices consume our capital.
The grave is a crucible where memory is purified; we only remember a dead friend by those qualities which make him regretted.
What we gain by experience is not worth that we lose in illusion
Adversity, which makes us indulgent to others, renders them severe towards us.
Rage is a short-lived fury.
In giving alms, let us rather look at the needs of the poor than his claim to your charity.
Do you know a young and beautiful woman who is not ready to flirt-just a little?
Do not crowd the understanding; it can comprehend so much and no more. A pint pot will not contain the measure of a quart.
The hatred we bear our enemies injures their happiness less than our own.
Some delicate matters must be treated like pins, because if they are not seized by the right end, we get pricked.
Many fortunes, like rivers, have a pure source, but grow muddy as they grow large.
The weak-minded man is the slave of his vices and the dupe of his virtues.
The wonderful fortune of some writers deludes and leads to misery a great number of young people.