I hate all men, the ones because they are mean and vicious, and the others for being complaisant with the vicious ones.

Gold gives to the ugliest thing a certain charming air, For that without it were else a miserable affair.

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.

All the ills of mankind, all the tragic misfortunes that fill the history books, all the political blunders, all the failures of the great leaders have arisen merely from a lack of skill at dancing.

Everything that's prose isn't verse and everything that isn't verse is prose. Now you see what it is to be a scholar!

The road is a long one from the projection of a thing to its accomplishment.

As the purpose of comedy is to correct the vices of men, I see no reason why anyone should be exempt.