To me all men are equal: there are jackasses everywhere, and I have the same contempt for them all.
My language is the common prostitute that I turn into a virgin.
Keep your passions in check, but beware of giving your reason free rein.
Through my satire I make little people so big that afterwards they are worthy objects of my satire and no one can reproach me any longer.
Humanity is the washerwoman of society that wrings out its dirty laundry in tears.
The extraordinary ability of a woman to forget is not the same as the talent of a lady not to be able to remember.