Love seizes us suddenly, without giving warning, and our disposition or our weakness favors the surprise; one look, one glance, from the fair fixes and determines us.
One mark of a second-rate mind is to be always telling stories.
Extremes are vicious, and proceed from men; compensation is just, and proceeds from God.
To endeavor to forget anyone is a certain way of thinking of nothing else.
Politeness makes one appear outwardly as they should be within.
The very impossibility which I find to prove that God is not, discovers to me his existence.