When men grow virtuous in their old age, they only make a sacrifice to God of the devil's leavings.

It is with narrow-souled people as with narrow necked bottles: the less they have in them, the more noise they make in pouring it out.

Party is the madness of many, for the gain of a few.

A man should never be ashamed to own he has been in the wrong, which is but saying, in other words, that he is wiser today than he was yesterday.