Neither the sun nor death can be looked at steadily.
Francois de La Rochefoucauld
We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves.
theend
A work can become modern only if it is first postmodern. Postmodernism thus understood is not modernism at its end but in the nascent state, and this state is constant.
work theend
Jealousy is bred in doubts. When those doubts change into certainties, then the passion either ceases or turns absolute madness.
doubt change
Taste may change, but inclination never.
change
We are so used to dissembling with others that in time we come to deceive and dissemble with ourselves.
thetimes time
When we disclaim praise, it is only showing our desire to be praised a second time.
Why can we remember the tiniest detail that has happened to us, and not remember how many times we have told it to the same person.
Neither the sun nor death can be looked at with a steady eye.
death
Old age is a tyrant, who forbids, under pain of death, the pleasures of youth.
pain age death
On neither the sun, nor death, can a man look fixedly.
man death
It is with an old love as it is with old age a man lives to all the miseries, but is dead to all the pleasures.
man age
The defects of the mind, like those of the face, grow worse with age.
age mind
As we age, we become more foolish and wiser.
age
There are a great many men valued in society who have nothing to recommend them but serviceable vices.
vices men society
Showing 46 to 60 of 206 results
You must log in to post a comment.
There are no comments yet.