“ Few people know how to be old. ”
We promise according to our hopes and perform according to our fears.
~ La Rochefoucauld
Quarrels would not last long if the fault was only on one side.
How is it that we remember the least triviality that happens to us and yet not remember how often we have recounted it to the same person?
We often forgive those who bore us but can't forgive those whom we bore.
