There can be no situation in life in which the conversation of my dear sister will not administer some comfort to me.

Solitude begets whimsies.

My chief study all my life has been to lighten misfortunes and multiply pleasures, as far as human nature can.

Strictly speaking, there is but one real evil: I mean acute pain. All other complaints are so considerably diminished by time that it is plain the grief is owing to our passion, since the sensation of it vanishes when that is over.

A man that is ashamed of passions that are natural and reasonable is generally proud of those that are shameful and silly.

And we meet, with champagne and a chicken, at last.

I hate the noise and hurry inseparable from great Estates and Titles, and look upon both as blessings that ought only to be given to fools, for 'Tis only to them that they are blessings.