If you can attain repose and calm, believe that you have seized happiness.

I read what I feel, and not what I see.

I love the abandonment to impulse, I act from impulse only, and I love to madness that others do the same by me.

Ah! mon Dieu! how the mind shrinks by loving! it is true that the soul does not, but what can one do with a soul?

You know that when I hate you, it is because I love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul.

Oh, my dear, my tragedy is that you don't need to be loved as I know how to love.

Oh! you shall see how well I know how to love! I can only love; I know only how to love! With moderate faculties, we can yet do much when we center them on a single object.