although no one denies it. (1665, No. 303.)
LXII.--The most just comparison of love is that of a fever, and we have
no power over either, as to its violence or its duration. (1665, No.
305.)
LXIII.--The greatest skill of the least skilful is to know how to submit
to the direction of another. (1665, No. 309.)
LXIV.--We always fear to see those whom we love when we have been
flirting with others. (16{74}, No. 372.)
LXV.--We ought to console ourselves for our faults when we have strength
enough to own them. (16{74}, No. 375.)
{The date of the previous two maxims is incorrectly cited as 1665 in
the text. I found this date immediately suspect because the translators'
introduction states that the 1665 edition only had 316 maxims. In fact,
the two maxims only appeared in the fourth of the first five editions
(1674).}
SECOND SUPPLEMENT.
REFLECTIONS, EXTRACTED FROM MS. LETTERS IN THE ROYAL LIBRARY.*
*A La Bibliotheque Du Roi, it is difficult at present (June
1871) to assign a name to the magnificent collection of
books in Paris, the property of the nation.
LXVI.--Interest is the soul of self-love, in as much as when the body
deprived of its soul is without sight, feeling or knowledge, without
thought or movement, so self-love, riven so to speak from its interest,
neither sees, nor hears, nor smells, nor moves; thus it is that the same
man who will run over land and sea for his own interest becomes suddenly
paralyzed when engaged for that of others; from this arises that sudden
dulness and, as it were, death, with which we afflict those to whom we
speak of our own matters; from this also their sudden resurrection when
in our narrative we relate something concerning them; from this we find
in our conversations and business that a man becomes dull or bright
just as his own interest is near to him or distant from him. (Letter To
Madame De Sable, Ms., Fol. 211.)
LXVII.--Why we cry out so much against maxims which lay bare the heart
of man, is because we fear that our own heart shall be laid bare. (Maxim
103, MS., fol. 310.*)
*The reader will recognise in these extracts portions of the
Maxims previously given, sometimes the author has carefully
polished them; at other times the words are identical. Our
numbers will indicate where they are to be found in the
foregoing collection.
LXVIII.--Hope and fear are inseparable. (To Madame De Sable, Ms., Fol.
222, MAX
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