We Confess To Little Faults Only To

We Often Bore Others When We Think We Cannot Possibly Bore Them.

The Constancy Of The Wise Is Only The Art Of Keeping Disquietude To One's Self.

Even The Most Disinterested Love Is, After All, But A Kind Of Bargain, In Which Self-love Always Proposes To Be The Gainer One Wayor Another.

There Are Some Persons Who Only Disgust With Their Abilities, There Are Persons Who Please Even With Their Faults.

We Have No Patience With Other People's Vanity Because It Is Offensive To Our Own.