It is the habit of mediocre minds to condemn all that is beyond their grasp.

Were we faultless, we would not derive such satisfaction from remarking the faults of others.

The constancy of the wise is only the art of keeping disquietude to one's self.

Few things are needed to make a wise man happy; nothing can make a fool content; that is why most men are miserable.

Few are sufficiently wise to prefer censure which is useful to praise which is treacherous.

There is no accident so unfortunate but wise men will make some advantage of it, nor any so entirely fortunate but fools may turn it to their own prejudice.

That conduct often seems ridiculous the secret reasons of which are wise and solid.

Numberless arts appear foolish whose secret motives are most wise and weighty.