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.

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

To Kiss : An attempt to absorb the essence of the other person.

I am writing My Life to laugh at myself, and I am succeeding.

Love is only a feeling of curiousity more or less intense, grafted upon the inclination placed in us by nature that the species may be preserved.

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.

The man who seeks to educate himself must first read and then travel in order to correct what he has learned.