At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone.

A coquette is one that is never to be persuaded out of the passion she has to please, nor out of a good opinion of her own beauty: time and years she regards as things that only wrinkle and decay other women, forgetting that age is written in the face, and that the same dress which became her when she was young now only makes her look older.

Love and friendship exclude each other.

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.

Logic is the technique by which we add conviction to truth.

It is boorish to live ungraciously: the giving is the hardest part; what does it cost to add a smile?

If our life is unhappy it is painful to bear; if it is happy it is horrible to lose, So the one is pretty equal to the other.