It Is Great Folly To Wish To

If We Are To Judge Of Love By Its Consequences, It More Nearly Resembles Hatred Than Friendship.

The Temperament That Produces A Talent For Little Things Is The Opposite Of That Required For Great Ones.

The Generality Of Friends Puts Us Out Of Conceit With Friendship; Just As The Generality Of Religious People Puts Us Out Of Conceit With Religion.

The Reason Why Lovers And Their Mistresses Never Tire Of Being Together Is That They Are Always Talking Of Themselves. [fr., Ce Qui Fait Que Amants Et Les Maitresses Ne S'ennuient Point D'etre Ensemble; C'est Qu'ils Parlent Toujours D'eux Memes.]

Most Women Lament Not The Death Of Their Lovers So Much Out Of Real Affection For Them, As Because They Would Appear Worthy Of Love.