Funeral pomp is more for the vanity of the living than for the honor of the dead.
FRANCOIS DE LA ROCHEFOUCAULDMost of our faults are more pardonable than the means we use to conceal them.
More Francois de La Rochefoucauld Quotes
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No man deserves to be praised for his goodness, who has it not in his power to be wicked. Goodness without that power is generally nothing more than sloth, or an impotence of will.
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Why is it that our memory is good enough to retain the least triviality that happens to us, and yet not good enough to recollect how often we have told it to the same person?
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Some people displease with merit, and others’ very faults and defects are pleasing.
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We all have enough strength to endure the misfortunes of others.
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We have no patience with other people’s vanity because it is offensive to our own.
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We are more often treacherous through weakness than through calculation.
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The virtues and vices are all put in motion by interest.
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Perhaps being old is having lighted rooms inside your head, and people in them, acting. People you know, yet can’t quite name.
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He who lives without folly isn’t so wise as he thinks.
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Good advice is something a man gives when he is too old to set a bad example.
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We would frequently be ashamed of our good deeds if people saw all of the motives that produced them.
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We should often feel ashamed of our best actions if the world could see all the motives which produced them.
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When we are in love we often doubt that which we most believe.
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When we disclaim praise, it is only showing our desire to be praised a second time.
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Jealousy is bred in doubts. When those doubts change into certainties, then the passion either ceases or turns absolute madness.
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