Nature Makes Merit, And Fortune Puts It

It Is Easier To Deceive Yourself, And To Do So Unperceived, Than To Deceive Another.

If We Did Not Flatter Ourselves, The Flattery Of Others Could Never Harm Us.

Youth Is A Perpetual Intoxication; It Is A Fever Of The Mind.

There Is A Kind Of Love, The Excess Of Which Forbids Jealousy.

The Confidence Which We Have In Ourselves Give Birth To Much Of That, Which We Have In Others.