Every generous illusion of youth leaves a wrinkle as it departs. Experience is the successive disenchanting of the things of life; it is reason enriched with the heart's spoils. Jean Antoine Petit-Senn More Quotes by Jean Antoine Petit-Senn More Quotes From Jean Antoine Petit-Senn In love we are not only liable to betray ourselves, but also the secrets of others. Jean Antoine Petit-Senn liable secrecy secret Genius, like a torch, shines less in the broad daylight of the present than in the night of the past. Jean Antoine Petit-Senn shining night past In giving alms, let us rather look at the needs of the poor than his claim to your charity. Jean Antoine Petit-Senn charity giving needs The grave is a crucible where memory is purified; we only remember a dead friend by those qualities which make him regretted. Jean Antoine Petit-Senn crucible quality memories People who declare that they belong to no party certainly do not belong to ours. Jean Antoine Petit-Senn politics party people Pleasure and satiety live next door to each other. Jean Antoine Petit-Senn next pleasure doors There are wounds of self-love which one does not confess to one's dearest friends. Jean Antoine Petit-Senn dearest-friend self doe Let us respect gray Lairs, but, above all, our own. Jean Antoine Petit-Senn gray Perfect servants would be the worst of all for certain masters, whose happiness consists in finding fault with them. Jean Antoine Petit-Senn faults would-be perfect Age whitens hairs, but not sin. Jean Antoine Petit-Senn sin age hair Some delicate matters must be treated like pins, because if they are not seized by the right end, we get pricked. Jean Antoine Petit-Senn pins ends matter Of all trifles, titles are the lightest. Jean Antoine Petit-Senn trifles titles Do not crowd the understanding; it can comprehend so much and no more. A pint pot will not contain the measure of a quart. Jean Antoine Petit-Senn crowds understanding pot It is almost impossible to find those who admire us entirely lacking in taste. Jean Antoine Petit-Senn admiration taste impossible We are told to walk noiselessly through the world, that we may waken neither hatred, nor envy; but, alas! what can we do when they never sleep! Jean Antoine Petit-Senn envy hatred sleep
