All passions are exaggerated, otherwise they would not be passions.
Whatever evil a man may think of women, there is no woman but thinks more.
He who disguises tyranny, protection, or even benefits under the air and name of friendship reminds me of the guilty priest who poisoned the sacramental bread.
Chance is a nickname for Providence.
We need to be just before we are generous, as we need shirts before ruffles.
What we love intensely or for a long time we are likely to bring within the citadel, and to assert as part of oneself.