You philosophers are lucky men. You write on paper and paper is patient. Unfortunate Empress that I am, I write on the susceptible skins of living beings.

I may be kindly, I am ordinarily gentle, but in my line of business I am obliged to will terribly what I will at all.

Praise is the only gift for which people are really grateful. Marguerite, Countess of Blessington I praise loudly; I blame softly.

If I may venture to be frank I would say about myself that I was every inch a gentleman.

All punishments by which the human body might be maimed are barbarbarism.

Don't worry about things you cannot alter

I beg you take courage; the brave soul can mend even disaster.