I owe much; I have nothing; the rest I leave to the poor.
If the head is lost, all that perishes is the individual; if the balls are lost, all of human nature perishes.
Giving words [is] an act of lovers.
I am going to seek a grand perhaps.
The farce is finished. I go to seek a vast perhaps.
A man of good sense always believes what he is told, and what he finds written down.