Life is a tragedy for those who feel, and a comedy for those who think.

Those who make the worst use of their time are the first to complain of its brevity.

If some persons died and others did not die death would indeed be a terrible affliction.

The pleasure of criticizing takes away from us the pleasure of being moved by some very fine things.

Two persons cannot long be friends if they cannot forgive each other's little failings.

As favour and riches forsake a man, we discover in him the foolishness they concealed, and which no one perceived before.