“Everyone has his faults which he continually repeats: neither fear nor shame can cure them.”

It is twice the pleasure to deceive the deceiver.

By time and toil we sever What strength and rage could never.

The fastidious are unfortunate: nothing can satisfy them.

The good, we do it; the evil, that is fortune; man is always right, and destiny always wrong.

Never sell the bear’s skin before one has killed the beast.

But every one has a besetting sin to which he returns.

One should stick to the sort of thing for which one was made; I tried to be an herbalist, Whereas I should keep to the butchers trade.

Half of today is better than all of tomorrow.

Beware, so long as you live, of judging men by their outward appearance.

Imitators are a slavish herd and fools in my opinion.

Nothing weighs on us so heavily as a secret.

Cats know not how to pardon.

O tyrant love, when held by you, We may to prudence bid adieu.

Rogues are always found out in some way. Whoever is a wolf will act like a wolf, that is most certain.

Lies and literature have always been friends.

Women keep no secrets, and I know many men, who are women in this regard.

If there’s any illness for which people offer many remedies, you may be sure that particular illness is incurable, I think.

Nature alone cures. What nursing has to do is to put the patient in the best condition for nature to act upon him.

Of all the calamities to which humanity is subject, none is so dreadful as insanity. … All experience shows that insanity seasonably treated is as certainly curable as a cold or a fever.

Every evil has its good, and every ill an antidote.

Every disease is a musical problem; every cure is a musical solution.

There is a naive belief that injustice only had to be pointed out in order to be cured.

All concerns of men go wrong when they wish to cure evil with evil.

You are both my illness and my remedy.