Wine is the benevolent god, who gives back gaiety to men and restores youth to the old.

If my mind could gain a firm footing, I would not make essays, I would make decisions; but it is always in apprenticeship and on trial.

In plain truth, lying is an accursed vice. We are not men, nor have any other tie upon another, but by our word.

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

Marriage is like a cage; one sees the birds outside desperate to get in, and those inside equally desperate to get out.

Obstinacy and dogmatism are the surest signs of stupidity. Is there anything more confident, resolute, disdainful, grave and serious than an ass?

No wind serves him who addresses his voyage to no certain port.