Robespierre, this pedant of freedom!

It's actually the spirit helping the spirit; it is the doctor, the bed, the potion.

At certain times, men regard poetry merely as a bright flame, but to women it was, and always will be, a warm fire.

No matter which word it is, when I pronounce repeatedly, it ends up sounding utterly ridiculous and meaningless to me.

Much as I honor the wisdom of the princess--there is something more dashing about a man.

The thing that pleases is not always good and, helas, the good thing does not always please.

No one will stop to help you when you are in need, but everyone forces opinions upon you that you do not require.