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or the Sentences and moral Maxims of Francois Duc de La Rochefoucauld Nothing is given so profusely as advice. We would rather speak ill of ourselves than not talk about ourselves at all. We confess to little faults only to persuade ourselves that we have no great ones. There is great skill in knowing how to conceal ones skill. It is easy to deceive oneself without perceiving it --as it is difficult to deceive others without their perceiving it. We often do good in order that we may do evil with impunity. A man who cannot find tranquility in himself will search for it in vain elsewhere. We always like those who admire us; we do not always like those whom we admire. We frequently forgive those who bore us, but cannot forgive those whom we bore. In jealousy, there is more self-love than love. We would often be ashamed of our finest actions if the world understood the motives that produced them. Love of justice in the generality of men is only the fear of suffering from injustice. There is nothing more horrible than the murder of a beautiful theory by a brutal gang of facts. When our hatred is too keen, it puts us beneath those whom we hate. The renown of great men should always be measured by the means which they have used to acquire it. If we had no faults of our own, we would not take so much pleasure in noticing those of others. Few people know how to be old. In the misfortune of our best friends, we always find something which is not displeasing to us. The gratitude of most men is merely a secret desire to receive greater benefits. Who lives without folly is not so wise as he thinks. Hypocrisy is the homage that vice pays to virtue |