Oh, would that my mind could let fall its dead ideas, as the tree does its withered leaves! And without too many regrets, if possible! Those from which the sap has withdrawn. But, good Lord, what beautiful colors!

It is not becoming to lay to virtue the weariness of old age.

Chastity more rarely follows fear, or a resolution, or a vow, than it is the mere effect of lack of appetite and, sometimes even, of distaste.

Our judgements about things vary according to the time left us to live -that we think is left us to live.

It is now, and in this world, that we must live.

The greatest intelligence is precisely the one that suffers the most from its own limitations.

To love the truth is to refuse to let oneself be saddened by it.