Ruthless man: you begin by slaying the animal and then you devour it, as if to slay it twice. It is not enough. You turn against the dead flesh, it revolts you, it must be transformed by fire, boiled and roasted, seasoned and disguised with drugs; you must have butchers, cooks, turnspits, men who will rid the murder of its horrors, who will dress the dead bodies so that the taste decieved by these disguises will not reject what is strange to it, and will feast on corpses, the very sight of which would sicken you.

Her dignity consists in being unknown to the world; her glory is in the esteem of her husband; her pleasures in the happiness of her family.

Inopportune consolations increase a deep sorrow.

The person who has lived the most is not the one with the most years but the one with the richest experiences.

Reason deceives us; conscience, never.

Truth is an homage that the good man pays to his own dignity.

We lose all that time which we might employ better.