Men err from selfishness; women because they are weak.

Unhappy love freezes all our affections: our own souls grow inexplicable to us. More than we gained while we were happy we lose by the reverse.

Love is admiring with the heart. And admiring is loving with the mind.

[On Napoleon:] One has the impression of an imperious wind blowing about one's ears when one is near that man.

I never was able to believe in the existence of next year except as in a metaphysical notion.

We always cut our poetical theories to suit our talent.

Genius inspires this thirst for fame: there is no blessing undesired by those to whom Heaven gave the means of winning it.