As Love Increases, Prudence Diminishes.

The Gallantry Of The Mind Consists In Agreeable Flattery.

To Boast That One Never Flirts Is Actually A Kind Of Flirtation.

A Man's Worth Has Its Season, Like Fruit.

We Often Boast That We Are Never Bored; But Yet We Are So Conceited That We Do Not Perceive How Often We Bore Others.

A Fool Has Not Material Enough To Be Good. [fr., Un Sot N'a Pas Assez D'etoffe Pour Etre Bon.]