The politics of courtiers resemble their shadows; they cringe and turn with the sun of the day.

The happiness of the tender heart is increased by what it can take away from the wretchedness of others.

Do you know a young and beautiful woman who is not ready to flirt-just a little?

People who declare that they belong to no party certainly do not belong to ours.

In love we are not only liable to betray ourselves, but also the secrets of others.

Pleasure and satiety live next door to each other.

To protect ourselves against the storms of passion, marriage with a woman is a harbor in the tempest; but with a bad woman it is a tempest in the harbor.