Poles offer a mobility like that of the wind that blows over the immense plains and marches of Poland. Show a Pole a precipice, and he will leap headlong over it.

Behind every fortune there is a crime.

Glory is a poison, good to be taken in small doses.

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

Temperament is the thermometer of character.

For passion, be it observed, brings insight with it; it can give a sort of intelligence to simpletons, fools, and idiots, especially during youth.

Too great a display of delicacy can and does sometimes infringe upon de-cency.