Happiness lies neither in vice nor in virtue; but in the manner we appreciate the one and the other, and the choice we make pursuant to our individual organization.

It is always by way of pain one arrives at pleasure.

The degradation which characterizes the state into which you plunge him by punishing him pleases, amuses, and delights him. Deep down he enjoys having gone so far as to deserve being treated in such a way.

Can we become other than what we are?

There is a kind of pleasure which comes from sacrilege or the profanation of the objects offered us for worship.

Your body is the church where Nature asks to be reverenced.

The more defects a man may have, the older he is, the less lovable, the more resounding his success.