A grass blade believes that men build palaces for it to grow in. Grass wedges its way between the closest blocks of marble and it brings them down. This power of feeble life which can creep in anywhere is greater than that of the mighty behind their cannons.

First love is a kind of vaccination which saves a man from catching the complaint the second time.

Those who spend too fast never grow rich.

Let us leave the cure of public evils to those quacks, the statesmen.

Every moment of happiness requires a great amount of Ignorance

Modesty is the conscience of the body.

Rich men are resolved to be astonished at nothing. When they see a masterpiece, they must needs at one glance recognize some flaw to dispense them from admiration, a vulgar emotion.