Watch a cat when it enters a room for the first time. It searches and smells about, it is not quiet for a moment, it trusts nothing until it has examined and made acquaintance with everything.

Nothing is less in our power than the heart, and far from commanding we are forced to obey it.

Our greatest misfortunes come to us from ourselves.

Temperance and labor are the two real physicians of man.

Inopportune consolations increase a deep sorrow.

Conscience is the voice of the soul, the passions are the voice of the body. It is strange that these voices often contradict each other?

There is no subjection so perfect as that which keeps the appearance of freedom.