We trust our secrets to our friends, but they escape from us in love. [Fr., L'on confie son secret dans l'amitie, mais il echappe dans l'amour.]

When a secret is revealed, it is the fault of the man who confided it.

Nothing is so oppressive as a secret: women find it difficult to keep one long; and I know a goodly number of men who are women in this regard. [Fr., Rien ne pese tant qu'un secret: Le porter loin est difficile aux dames; Et je sais meme sur ce fait Bon nombre d'hommes que sont femmes.]

How can we expect another to keep our secret if we cannot keep it ourselves.

A mediocre mind thinks it writes divinely; a good mind thinks it writes reasonably

Liberality lies less in giving liberally than in the timeliness of the gift.