In the society of ladies, want of sense is not so unpardonable as want of manners.

Intuition is the clear conception of the whole at once.

He whom common, gross, or stale objects allure, and when obtained, content, is a vulgar being, incapable of greatness in thought or action.

There is a manner of forgiveness so divine that you are ready to embrace the offender for having called it forth.

What do I owe to my times, to my country, to my neighbors, to my friends? Such are the questions which a virtuous man ought often to ask himself.

Loudness is impotence.

Desire is the uneasiness a man finds in himself upon the absence of anything whose present enjoyment carries the idea of delight with it.