the days, and the months, and the years, pass so swiftly, that I can no longer retain them. Time, in its flight, hurries me away, in spite of myself; in vain I endeavor to stop him, he drags me along: the thought of this alarms me.
Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de SevigneWe like so much to talk of ourselves that we are never weary of those private interviews with a lover during the course of whole years, and for the same reason the devout like to spend much time with their confessor; it is the pleasure of talking of themselves, even though it be to talk ill.
Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de SevigneI love you so passionately, that I hide a great part of my love, so as not to oppress you with it.
Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de SevigneThere is no one who does not represent a danger to someone.
Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de Sevigne