O, we all acknowledge our faults, now; 'tis the mode of the day: but the acknowledgment passes for current payment; and therefore we never amend them.

To Nobody, then, will I write my Journal! since to Nobody can I be wholly unreserved, to Nobody can I reveal every thought, every wish of my heart, with the most unlimited confidence, the most unremitting sincerity, to the end of my life!

Far from having taken any positive step, I have not yet even fommed any resolution.

For my part, I confess I seldom listen to the players: one has so much to do, in looking about and finding out one's acquaintance, that, really, one has no time to mind the stage. One merely comes to meet one's friends, and show that one's alive.

You must learn not only to judge but to act for yourself.

an old woman ... is a person who has no sense of decency; if once she takes to living, the devil himself can't get rid of her.

We relate all our afflictions more frequently than we do our pleasures.