The gallantry of the mind consists in agreeable flattery.

There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.

There are some faults which, when well managed, make a greater figure than virtue itself.

A great many men's gratitude is nothing but a secret desire to hook in more valuable kindnesses hereafter.

A work can become modern only if it is first postmodern. Postmodernism thus understood is not modernism at its end but in the nascent state, and this state is constant.

There are good marriages, but there are no delightful ones.

When great men permit themselves to be cast down by the continuance of misfortune, they show us that they were only sustained by ambition, and not by their mind; so that PLUS a great vanity, heroes are made like other men.