Novelty is the storehouse of pleasure.
Who has not raised a tombstone, here and there, over buried hopes and dead joys, on the road of life? Like the scars of the heart, they are not to be obliterated.
Inconstancy is the child of satiety.
There is a certain time of life, when we value a good stomach more than the mind.
The passions do not die out; they burn out.
There are no perfect women in the world; only hypocrites exhibit no defects.