Free people, remember this maxim: we may acquire liberty, but it is never recovered if it is once lost.

There is peace in dungeons, but is that enough to make dungeons desirable?

There is no folly of which a man who is not a fool cannot get rid except vanity; of this nothing cures a man except experience of its bad consequences, if indeed anything can cure it.

The writings of women are always cold and pretty like themselves. There is as much wit as you may desire, but never any soul.

Slaves lose everything in their chains, even the desire of escaping from them.

There is no evildoer who could not be made good for something.

When my reason is afloat, my faith cannot long remain in suspense, and I believe in God as firmly as in any other truth whatever; in short, a thousand motives draw me to the consolatory side, and add the weight of hope to the equilibrium of reason.