It is sad to see a young man's fondest hopes and dreams shattered when the rose-colured veil is plucked away and he sees the actions and feelings of men for what they are. But he still has the hope of replacing his old illusions with others, just as fleeting, but also just as sweet.

Love, like fire, goes out without fuel.

Women love only those whom they do not know!

I was born, so that the whole world could be a spectatorOf my triumph or my doom.

We almost always forgive those we understand.

When we retire from the conventions of society and draw close to nature, we involuntarily become children: each attribute acquired by experience falls away from the soul, which becomes anew such as it was once and will surely be again.

Of two friends, one is always the slave of the other, although frequently neither acknowledges the fact to himself.