Thought is a key to all treasures; the miser's gains are ours without his cares. Thus I have soared above this world, where my enjoyments have been intellectual joys.

Political liberty, the peace of a nation, and science itself are gifts for which Fate demands a heavy tax in blood!

If we could but paint with the hand what we see with the eye.

Nothing is as heady as the wine of misfortune.

We flew back home like swallows. 'Is it happiness that makes us so light?' Agathe asked.

Handsome widows, after a twelve-month, enjoy a latitude and longitude without limit.

Show me the woman, however loyal, who does not seek to rouse desire.