Man spends his life in reasoning on the past, in complaining of the present, in fearing future.
It is the dim haze of mystery that adds enchantment to pursuit.
The absolute ruler may be a Nero, but he is sometimes a Titus or Marc Aurelius; the people is often Nero, but never Marc Aurelius.
Of every ten persons who talk about you, nine will say something bad, and the tenth will say something good in a bad way.
The only thing wealth does for some people is to make them worry about losing it.
Ideas are a capital that bears interest only in the hands of talent.
The most civilized people are as near to barbarism as the most polished steel is to rust. Nations, like metals, have only a superficial brilliancy.
The world is governed by love,--self-love.
Gold like the sun, which melts wax, but hardens clay, expands great souls.
The mischief of children is seldom actuated by malice; that of grown-up people always is.
Extremes produce reaction. Beware that our boasted civilization does not lapse into barbarism.
Generally speaking, there is more wit than talent in the world. Society swarms with witty people who lack talent.
Memory always obeys the commands of the heart.
The despotism of will in ideas is styled plan, project, character, obstinacy; its despotism in desires is called passion.
Opinions, theories, and systems pass by turns over the grindstone of time, which at first gives them brilliancy and sharpness, but finally wears them out.
That which happens to the soil when it ceases to be cultivated by the social man happens to man himself when he foolishly forsakes society for solitude; the brambles grow up in his desert heart.
Women read each other at a single glance.
The methods that help a man acquire a fortune are the very ones that keep him from enjoying it.
To lose one's self in reverie, one must be either very happy, or very unhappy. Reverie is the child of extremes.
Poverty treads close upon the heels of great and unexpected wealth.
It is not he who searches for praise who finds it.
Youth is not the era of wisdom; let us therefore have due consideration.
The woman who too easily and ardently yielded her devotion will find that its vitality, like a bright fire, soon consumes itself.
Mutability is written upon all things.
There is even the dignity of vice.
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