Every hour in itself, as it respects us in particular, is the only one we can call our own.
Genius and great abilities are often wanting; sometimes, only opportunities. Some deserve praise for what they have done; others for what they would have done.
The best thing next to wit is a consciousness that it is not in us; without wit, a man might then know how to behave himself, so as not to appear to be a fool or a coxcomb.
The finest and most beautiful ideas on morals and manners have been swept away before our times, and nothing is left for us but to glean after the ancients and the ablest amongst the moderns.
What the people call eloquence is the facility some persons have of speaking alone and for a long time, aided by extravagant gestures, a loud voice, and powerful lungs.
Make me chaste and To what excesses will men not go for the sake of a religion in which they believe so little and which they practice so imperfectly!
When a man puts on a Character he is a stranger to, there's as much difference between what he appears, and what he is really in himself, as there is between a VIzor and a Face.
The very impossibility in which I find myself to prove that God is not, discloses to me His existence. [Fr., L'impossibilite ou je suis de prouver que Dieu n'est pas, me decouvre son existence.]
Love and friendship exclude each other.
The same common sense which makes an author write good things, makes him dread they are not good enough to deserve reading.
We never love with all our heart and all our soul but once, and that is the first time.
A man of moderate Understanding, thinks he writes divinely: A man of good Understanding, thinks he writes reasonably.
A man starts upon a sudden, takes Pen, Ink, and Paper, and without ever having had a thought of it before, resolves within himself he will write a Book; he has no Talent at Writing, but he wants fifty Guineas.
High birth is a gift of fortune which should never challenge esteem towards those who receive it, since it costs them neither study nor labor.
To what excesses do men rush for the sake of religion, of whose truth they are so little persuaded, and to whose precepts they pay so little regard!
Life is a kind of sleep: old men sleep longest, nor begin to wake but when they are to die.
The very impossibility which I find to prove that God is not, discovers to me his existence.
Man makes up his mind he will preach, and he preaches.
A modest man never talks of himself.
When life is unhappy it is hard to endure, when it is happy it is terrible to think of it ending. Both amount to the same thing in the end.
Politeness makes one appear outwardly as they should be within.
A heap of epithets is poor praise: the praise lies in the facts, and in the way of telling them.
There is as much trickery required to grow rich by a stupid book as there is folly in buying it.
A woman with eyes only for one person, or with eyes always averted from him, creates exactly the same impression.
We dread old age, which are not sure of being able to attain. [Fr., L'on craint la vieillesse, que l'on n'est pas sur de pouvoir atteindre.]
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