Indeed, there is no such thing as an altogether ugly woman — or altogether beautiful.

Every one rushes elsewhere and into the future, because no one wants to face one's own inner self.

It is a stupid presumption to go about despising and condemning as false anything that seems to us improbable; this is a common fault in those who think they have more intelligence than the crowd.

Nothing else but an insatiate thirst of enjoying a greedily desired object.

Everyone calls barbarity what he is not accustomed to.

Decency, not to dare to do that in public which it is decent enough to do in private.

Now, of all the benefits that virtue confers upon us, the contempt of death is one of the greatest.