How comes it that you curse, Frere Jean? It's only, said the monk, in order to embellish my language. They are the colors of Ciceronian rhetoric.

I build only living stones--men.

I'd gladly do without a valet. I'm never so well treated as when I'm without a valet.

Such is the nature and make-up of the French that they are only good at the start. Then they are worse than devils, but, given time, they're less than women.

Gestures, in love, are incomparably more attractive, effective and valuable than words.

We always long for the forbidden things, and desire what is denied us.

Not everyone is a debtor who wishes to be; not everyone who wishes makes creditors.