There is no one who does not represent a danger to someone.

Happiness, like misfortunes, never comes alone.

Death makes us all equal.

... Providence conducts us with so much kindness through the different periods of our life, that we scarcely feel the change; our days glide gently and imperceptibly along, like the motion of the hour-hand, which we cannot discover. ... we advance gradually; we are the same to-day as yesterday, and to-morrow as to-day: thus we go on, without perceiving it, which is a miracle of the Providence I adore.

The heart has no wrinkles.

I fear nothing so much as a man who is witty all day long.

When I step into this library, I cannot understand why I ever step out of it.