What is this world? A complex whole, subject to endless revolutions. All these revolutions show a continual tendency to destruction; a swift succession of beings who follow one another, press forward, and vanish; a fleeting symmetry; the order of a moment. I reproached you just now with estimating the perfection of things by your own capacity; and I might accuse you here of measuring its duration by the length of your own days.

Instinct guides the animal better than the man. In the animal it is pure, in man it is led astray by his reason and intelligence.

If you disturb the colors of the rainbow, the rainbow is no longer beautiful.

I am wholly yours - you are everything to me; we will sustain each other in all the ills of life it may please fate to inflict upon us; you will soothe my troubles; I will comfort you in yours.

Give, but, if possible, spare the poor man the shame of begging.

The world is the house of the strong. I shall not know until the end what I have lost or won in this place, in this vast gambling den where I have spent more than sixty years, dice box in hand, shaking the dice.

I have not the hope of being immortal, because the desire of it has not given me that vanity.