Some follies are caught, like contagious diseases.

There is nothing men are so generous of as advice.

There is many a virtuous woman weary of her trade.

Love's greatest miracle is the curing of coquetry.

One is never as happy or as unhappy as one thinks.

Ordinary men commonly condemn what is beyond them.

Politeness of the mind is to have delicate thoughts

Jealousy is nothing more than a fear of abandonment

Interest blinds some people, and enlightens others.

Men give away nothing so liberally as their advice.

Hypocrisy is an homage that vice renders to virtue.

We are very far from always knowing our own wishes.

Death and the sun are not to be looked at steadily.

Avarice is more opposite to economy than liberality.

A respectable man may love madly, but not foolishly.

Neither the sun nor death can be looked at steadily.

In love the deceit generally outstrips the distrust.

Cunning and treachery proceed from want of capacity.

We have more indolence in the mind than in the body.

A refusal of praise is a desire to be praised twice.

Our envy always outlives the felicity of its object.

We never desire strongly, what we desire rationally.

None but great men are capable of having great flaws.

We have not enough strength to follow all our reason.

To know oneself is not necessarily to improve oneself

Tis a sort of coquetry to boast that we never coquet.

The height of cleverness is to be able to conceal it.

A fashionable woman is always in love - with herself.

Wit sometimes enables us to act rudely with impunity.

No man is clever enough to know all the evil he does.

Confidence contributes more to conversation than wit.

We like to read others but we do not like to be read.

The greatest miracle of love is the cure of coquetry.

Sobriety is love of health, or inability to eat much.

Our minds are as much given to laziness as our bodies.

There are some bad qualities which make great talents.

There are follies as catching as contagious disorders.

Gratitude is merely the secret hope of further favors.

Virtue would go far if vanity did not keep it company.

On neither the sun, nor death, can a man look fixedly.

As we grow older, we increase in folly--and in wisdom.

He who lives without folly isn't so wise as he thinks.

There are few women whose charm survives their beauty.

Fortune cures us of many faults that reason could not.

A man cannot please long who has only one kind of wit.

Cunning and treachery are the offspring of incapacity.

It is easier to be wise for others than for ourselves.

One can no more look steadily at death than at the sun.

There are few good women who do not tire of their role.

Everyone blames his memory, no one blames his judgment.

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