Reconciliation with our enemies is simply a desire to better our condition, a weariness of war, or the fear of some unlucky thing from occurring.

In infants, levity is a prettiness; in men a shameful defect; but in old age, a monstrous folly.

Moderation is represented as a virtue in order to restrain the ambition of great men, and to console those of a meaner condition in their lesser merit and fortune.

True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.

A man often believes himself leader when he is led; as his mind endeavors to reach one goal, his heart insensibly drags him towards another.

Some people resemble ballads which are only sung for a certain time.

One kind of happiness is to know exactly at what point to be miserable.