Beautiful Coquettes Are Quacks Of Love.

We Rarely Think People Have Good Sense Unless They Agree With Us.

If We Had No Faults, We Would Not Derive So Much Pleasure From Noting Those Of Other People.

We Should Wish For Few Things With Eagerness, If We Perfectly Knew The Nature Of That Which Was The Object Of Our Desire.

Opportunity Makes Us Known To Others, But More To Ourselves.

The Breeding We Give Young People Is Ordinarily But An Additional Self-love, By Which We Make Them Have A Better Opinion Of Themselves.