An old philosopher said to Monsieur Coignard, a Reverend Father: 'You are a pig!' To which Abad Coignard answered: 'You flatter me, sir. But unfortunately, I'm only a man.'

You think you are dying for your country; you die for the industrialists.

Custom alone regulates morals.

In art as in love, instinct is enough.

Stupidity is far more dangerous than evil, for evil takes a break from time to time, stupidity does not.

A tale without love is like beef without mustard: insipid.

In every well-governed state wealth is a sacred thing; in democracies it is the only sacred thing.