We leave unmolested those who set the fire to the house, and prosecute those who sound the alarm.

It is passion that makes man live; wisdom makes one only last.

Most of those who make collections of verse or epigram are like men eating cherries or oysters: they choose out the best at first, and end by eating all.

Sometimes apparent resemblance of character will bring two men together and for a certain time unite them. But their mistake gradually becomes evident, and they are astonished to find themselves not only far apart, but even repelled, in some sort, at all their points of contact.

There are more people who wish to be loved than there are who are willing to love.

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.

If it wasn't for me, I'd do brilliantly.