We flew back home like swallows. 'Is it happiness that makes us so light?' Agathe asked.
There is nothing original; all is reflected light.
Stupidity assumes two forms, it speaks or is silent. Mute stupidity is bearable.
The most virtuous women have within them something that is never chaste.
In France we can cauterize wounds but we do not yet know any remedy for the injuries inflicted by a bon mot.
One of the most detestable habits of Lilliputian minds is to find their own littleness in others.