As love increases, prudence diminishes.

The only good copies are those which make us see the absurdity of bad originals.

We pardon to the extent that we love.

Sometimes in life situations develop that only the half-crazy can get out of.

Some people are like popular songs that you only sing for a short time.

There is a sort of love whose very excessiveness prevents the lover's being jealous.

The appearances of goodness and merit often meet with a greater reward from the world than goodness and merit themselves.