There are some kinds of men who cannot pass their time alone; they are the flails of occupied people.(Bonald, M.} There are few wild beasts more to be dreaded than a communicative man having nothing to communicate.

The opinions of the misanthropical rest upon this very partial basis, that they adopt the bad faith of a few as evidence of the worthlessness of all.

The beauty seen is partly in him who sees it.

Bad taste is a species of bad morals.

Genius makes its observations in short-hand; talent writes them out at length.

Great warriors, like great earthquakes, are principally remembered for the mischief they have done.

Adhesion to one idea is monomania; to few, slavery.