The haughty woman who can stand alone, and requires no leaning-place in our hearts, loses the spell of her sex.

Whatever you lend let it be your money, and not your name. Money you may get again, and, if not, you may contrive to do without it; name once lost you cannot get again.

A man of genius is inexhaustible only in proportion as he is always renourishing his genius.

Thought is valuable in proportion as it is generative.

At court one becomes a sort of human ant eater, and learns to catch one's prey by one's tongue.

Patience is the courage of the conqueror, the strength of man against destiny.

Money is a terrible blab; she will betray the secrets of her owner, whatever he do to gag her. His virtues will creep out in her whisper; his vices she will cry aloud at the top of her tongue.