Do you know a young and beautiful woman who is not ready to flirt – just a little?
The hatred we bear our enemies injures their happiness less than our own.
Many fortunes, like rivers, have a pure source, but grow muddy as they grow large.
Envy, like flame, blackens that which is above it, and which it cannot reach.
There are some errors so sweet that we repent them only to bring them to memory.
Conscience whispers, but interest screams aloud.
In a better world we will find our young years and our old friends.
None despise fame more heartily than those who have no possible claim to it.
In all that surrounds him the egotist sees only the frame of his own portrait.
The less power a man has, the more he likes to use it.
Loud indignation against vice often stands for virtue in the eyes of bigots.
There is certainly no beauty on earth which exceeds the natural loveliness of woman.
An angry woman is vindictive beyond measure, and hesitates at nothing in her bitterness.