The most exacting jailer is our own conscience. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Conscience Copy Share Image
Conscience whispers, but interest screams aloud. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Conscience Copy Share Image
Nothing for preserving the body like having no heart. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Body Copy Share Image
Loud indignation against vice often stands for virtue in the eyes of bigots. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Bigots Copy Share Image
Those virtues which cost us dear prove that we love God; those which are easy to us prove that He loves us. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Character Copy Share Image
Religion is the hospital of the souls that the world has wounded. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Hospital Copy Share Image
There are some errors so sweet that we repent them only to bring them to memory. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Errors Copy Share Image
Conscience serves us especially to judge of the actions of others. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Action Copy Share Image
There are wounds of self-love which one does not confess to one's dearest friends. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Dearest friend Copy Share Image
Happiness is where we find it, but rarely where we seek it. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Addiction Copy Share Image
What we gain by experience is not worth that we lose in illusion — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Experience Copy Share Image
Perfect servants would be the worst of all for certain masters, whose happiness consists in finding fault with them. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Certain Copy Share Image
We are told to walk noiselessly through the world, that we may waken neither hatred, nor envy; but, alas! what can we… — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Alas Copy Share Image
Every generous illusion of youth leaves a wrinkle as it departs. Experience is the successive disenchanting of the things of life; it… — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Experience Copy Share Image
When our friends are alive, we see the good qualities they lack; dead, we remember only those they possessed. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Alive Copy Share Image
Experience unveils too late the snares laid for youth; it is the white frost which discovers the spider's web when the flies… — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Caught Copy Share Image
The virtuous woman flees from danger; she trusts more to her prudence in shunning it than in her strength to overcome it. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Danger Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
Our interests are grains of opium to our consciences, but they only put it to sleep for a terrible awakening. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Awakening Copy Share Image
There are philanthropists who, incapable of managing their own little affairs, take upon themselves those of the whole world; but as their… — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Affair Copy Share Image
The wonderful fortune of some writers deludes and leads to misery a great number of young people. It cannot be too often… — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Authorship Copy Share Image
There is certainly no beauty on earth which exceeds the natural loveliness of woman. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Beauty Copy Share Image
The great chastisement of a knave is not to be known, but to know himself. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Chastisement Copy Share Image
Genius, like a torch, shines less in the broad daylight of the present than in the night of the past. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Broads Copy Share Image
Many fortunes, like rivers, have a pure source, but grow muddy as they grow large. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Fortune Copy Share Image
The wonderful fortune of some writers deludes and leads to misery a great number of young people. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Fortune Copy Share Image
We forget the origin of a parvenu if he remembers it; we remember it if he forgets it. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Birth Copy Share Image
Public opinion is a courtesan, whom we seek to please without respecting. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Courtesan Copy Share Image
The hatred we bear our enemies injures their happiness less than our own. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Bears Copy Share Image
How many wells of science there are in whose depths there is nothing but clear water! — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Accounts Copy Share Image
There is a proverb in the South that a woman laughs when she can, and weeps when she pleases. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Caprice Copy Share Image
The politics of courtiers resemble their shadows; they cringe and turn with the sun of the day. — Jean Antoine Petit-Senn Courtiers Copy Share Image
