Give me a man who is man enough to give himself just to the woman who is worth him. If that woman were me,I would love him alone and forever

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

Hatred, in the course of time, kills the unhappy wretch who delights in nursing it in his bosom.

If I had married a woman intelligent enough to guide me, to rule me without my feeling that I was ruled, I should have taken good care of my money, I should have had children, and I should not be, as now I am, alone in the world and possessing nothing.

In the mean time I worship God, laying every wrong action under an interdict which I endeavour to respect, and I loathe the wicked without doing them any injury.

Love is three quarters curiosity.

For my future I have no concern, and as a true philosopher, I never would have any, for I know not what it may be: as a Christian, on the other hand, faith must believe without discussion, and the stronger it is, the more it keeps silent.