Some delicate matters must be treated like pins, because if they are not seized by the right end, we get pricked.

What we gain by experience is not worth that we lose in illusion

It is almost impossible to find those who admire us entirely lacking in taste.

That prudery which survives youth and beauty resembles a scarecrow left in the fields after harvest.

Pleasure and satiety live next door to each other.

Genius, like a torch, shines less in the broad daylight of the present than in the night of the past.

Let us respect gray Lairs, but, above all, our own.