Time heals griefs and quarrels, for we change and are no longer the same persons. Neither the offender nor the offended are any more themselves.

Who can doubt that we exist only to love? Disguise it, in fact, as we will, we love without intermission... We live not a moment exempt from its influence.

You're basically killing each other to see who's got the better imaginary friend.

I have made this letter longer than usual, only because I have not had the time to make it shorter.

Desire and force between them are responsible for all our actions; desire causes our voluntary acts, force our involuntary.

Men are so necessarily mad, that not to be mad would amount to another form of madness.

Men often take their imagination for their heart; and they believe they are converted as soon as they think of being converted.