He who has lived a day has lived an age.

In Friendship we only see those faults which may be prejudicial to our friends. In love we see no faults but those by which we suffer ourselves.

One seeks to make the loved one entirely happy, or, if that cannot be, entirely wretched.

How much wit, good-nature, indulgences, how many good offices and civilities, are required among friends to accomplish in some years what a lovely face or a fine hand does in a minute!

Out of difficulties grow miracles.

People reveal their character even in the simplest things they do. Fools do not enter a room, nor leave it, nor sit down, nor rise, nor are they silent, nor do they stand up, like people of sense and understanding.

Everything has been said, and we have come too late, now that men have been living and thinking for seven thousand years and more.