The reputation of a man is like his shadow, gigantic when it precedes him, and pigmy in its proportions when it follows.

Espresso is to Italy, what champagne is to France.

Love is a reality which is born in the fairy region of romance.

If we go on explaining we shall cease to understand one another.

War is much too serious a thing to be left to military men.

Those who have not lived in the eighteenth century, in the years before the Revolution do not know the sweetness of living and cannot imagine what it was like to have happiness in life.

Speech has been given to man to disguise his thoughts.