It is a sad thing when men have neither enough intelligence to speak well nor enough sense to hold their tongues; this is the root of all impertinence.

The first day one is a guest, the second a burden, and the third a pest.

The very impossibility which I find to prove that God is not, discovers to me his existence.

Friendship * * * is a long time in forming, it is of slow growth, through many trials and months of familiarity.

We are valued in this world at the rate we desire to be valued.

I would not like to see a person who is sober, moderate, chaste and just say that there is no God. They would speak disinterestedly at least, but such a person is not to be found.

Love and friendship exclude each other.