We ourselve are the authors of almost all our woes and griefs, of which we so unreasonably complain.

Marriage is the tomb of love.

I often had no scruples about deceiving nitwits and scoundrels and fools when I found it necessary. ...We avenge intelligence when we deceive a fool, and... deceiving a fool is an exploit worthy of an intelligent man. What has infused my very blood with an unconquerable hatred of the whole tribe of fools from the day of my birth is that I become a fool myself when I am in their company.

They are the follies inherent to youth; I make sport of them, and, if you are kind, you will not yourself refuse them a good-natured smile.

I learned very early that our health is always impaired by some excess either of food or abstinence, and I never had any physician except myself.

I leave to others the decision as to the good or evil tendencies of my character, but such as it is it shines upon my countenance, and there it can easily be detected by any physiognomist.

Desires are but pain and torment, and enjoyment is sweet because it delivers us from them.