My fair one, let us swear an eternal friendship.
Great is the fortune of he who possesses a good bottle, a good book, and a good friend.
Reasoning is the pastime of my whole household, and all this reasoning has driven out Reason.
Gold gives to the ugliest thing a certain charming air, For that without it were else a miserable affair.
There is no rampart that will hold out against malice.
Ah, there are no longer any children!