I loved too sincerely, too completely, I venture to say, to be able to be happy easily.
Jean-Jacques RousseauHad I no other proof of the immortality of the soul than the oppression of the just and the triumph of the wicked in this world, this alone would prevent my having the least doubt of it. So shocking a discord amidst a general harmony of things would make me naturally look for a cause; I should say to myself we do not cease to exist with this life; everything reassumes its order after death.
Jean-Jacques RousseauThe empire of woman is an empire of softness, of address, of complacency. Her commands are caresses, her menaces are tears.
Jean-Jacques Rousseau