All women seem by nature to be coquettes.

Confidence always pleases those who receive it. It is a tribute we pay to their merit, a deposit we commit to their trust, a pledge that gives them a claim upon us, a kind of dependence to which we voluntarily submit.

Good taste comes more from the judgment than from the mind.

To achieve greatness one should live as if they will never die.

What makes the pain we feel from shame and jealousy so cutting is that vanity can give us no assistance in bearing them.

What often prevents our abandoning ourselves to a single vice is, our having more than one.

The gallantry of the mind consists in agreeable flattery.