I sighed as a lover, I obeyed as a son.

Persuasion is the resource of the feeble; and the feeble can seldom persuade . . .

The difference of language, dress, and manners . . . severs and alienates the nations of the globe.

[Instead] of inquiring why the Roman empire was destroyed, we should rather be surprised that it had subsisted so long.

It is impossible to reduce, or, at least, to hold a distant country against the wishes and efforts of its inhabitants.

Conversation enriches the understanding, but solitude is the school of genius.

Flattery is a foolish suicide; she destroys herself with her own hands.