Nothing is irredeemably ugly but sin.

Love endows us with a sort of personal religion; we respect another live within ourselves.

Who shall ever tell how much an unmerited disfavor crushes a shy person? Who can ever depict the misfortunes of timidity?

Perhaps it is only human nature to inflict suffering on anything that will endure suffering, whether by reason of its genuine humility, or indifference, or sheer helplessness.

Death is as unexpected in his caprice as a courtesan in her disdain; but death is truer – Death has never forsaken any man

Are not poets men who fulfill their hopes prematurely?

Thanks to the toleration preached by the encyclopedists of the eighteenth century, the sorcerer is exempt from torture.