Vice is perhaps a desire to learn everything.

A man's own vanity is a swindler that never lacks for a dupe.

Love is not only a feeling, it is also an art. A simple word, a sensitive precaution, a mere nothing reveal to a woman the sublime artist who can touch her heart without withering it.

Between the daylight gambler and the player at night there is the same difference that lies between a careless husband and the lover swooning under his lady's window.

True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure.

There is no such thing as a great talent without great will power.

While seeking out the dead, I see nothing but the living.