The less we deserve good fortune, the more we hope for it.
I have a heart to love all the world; and like Alexander I wish there were yet other worlds, so I could carry even further my amorous conquests.
If Claret is the king of natural wines, Burgundy is the queen.
We are all mortals, and each is for himself.
Innocence is not accustomed to blush.
I live on good soup, not on fine words.