He [Moliere] pleases all the world, but cannot please himself.

Of all the animals which fly in the air, walk on the land, or swim in the sea, from Paris to Peru, from Japan to Rome, the most foolish animal in my opinion is man.

A fool always finds one still more foolish to admire him.

It is in vain a daring author thinks of attaining to the heights of Parnassus if he does not feel the secret influence of heaven and if his natal star has not formed him to be a poet.

In spite of every sage whom Greece can show, Unerring wisdom never dwelt below; Folly in all of every age we see, The only difference lies in the degree.

Honor is like an island, rugged and without a beach; once we have left it, we can never return.

Whatever we well understand we express clearly, and words flow with ease.