The man is best served who has no occasion to put the hands of others at the end of his own arms.
The passions are the voice of the body.
Our affections as well as our bodies are in perpetual flux.
Social man lives constantly outside himself.
Smell is the sense of memory and desire.
Ordinary readers, forgive my paradoxes: one must make them when one reflects; and whatever you may say, I prefer being a man with paradoxes than a man with prejudices.