long journeys are strange things: if we were always to continue in the same mind we are in at the end of a journey, we should never stir from the place we were then in: but Providence in kindness to us causes us to forget it. It is much the same with lying-in women. Heaven permits this forgetfulness that the world may be peopled, and that folks may take journeys to Provence.

There is nothing so lovely as to be beautiful. Beauty is a gift of God and we should cherish it as such.

there are some people who never acknowledge themselves in the wrong; God help them!

I am persuaded that the greater part of our complaints arise from want of exercise.

In all nations truth is the most sublime, the most simple, the most difficult, and yet the most natural thing.

Why do we discover faults so much more readily than perfection.

Reason bears disgrace, courage combats it, patience surmounts it.