Scandal is an importunate wasp, against which we must make no movement unless we are quite sure that we can kill it; otherwise it will return to the attack more furious than ever.

It is inconceivable how much wit it requires to avoid being ridiculous.

It is commonly supposed that the art of pleasing is a wonderful aid in the pursuit of fortune; but the art of being bored is infinitely more successful.

Where violence reigns, reason is weak.

Love, a pleasant folly; ambition, a serious stupidity.

Living is a sickness to which sleep provides relief every sixteen hours. It's a palliative. The remedy is death.

Anyone whose needs are small seems threatening to the rich, because he's always ready to escape their control.