Christians call it faith ... I call it the herd.

We become aware, however, that all customs, even the hardest, grow pleasanter and milder with time, and that the severest way of life may become a habit and therefore a pleasure.

Inexperienced girls flatter themselves with the notion that it is in their power to make a man happy.

Many deeds are done so as to forget another deed: there are also opiate activities. I exist so that another will be forgotten.

Good manners disappear in proportion as the influence of a Court and an exclusive aristocracy lessens; this decrease can be plainly observed from decade to decade by those who have an eye for public behavior, which grows visibly.

We evaluate the services that anyone renders to us according to the value he puts on them, not according to the value they have for us.

Assuming that we have trained our imagination to denounce the past, we will not suffer much from unfulfilled wishes.