Love is three quarters curiosity.

I have met with some of them - very honest fellows, who, with all their stupidity, had a kind of intelligence and an upright good sense, which cannot be the characteristics of fools.

Should I perchance still feel after my death, I would no longer have any doubt, but I would most certainly give the lie to anyone asserting before me that I was dead.

In fact, to gull a fool seems to me an exploit worthy of a witty man.

When you fool a fool you strike a blow for intelligence.

The reader of these Memoirs will discover that I never had any fixed aim before my eyes, and that my system, if it can be called a system, has been to glide away unconcernedly on the stream of life, trusting to the wind wherever it led.

The raging fire which urged us on was scorching us; it would have burned us had we failed to restrain it.