Every want that stimulates the breast becomes a source of pleasure when redressed.

Silence gives consent.

To the last moment of his breath, On hope the wretch relies; And even the pang preceding death Bids expectation rise.

As for disappointing them I should not so much mind; but I can't abide to disappoint myself.

Thus love is the most easy and agreeable, and gratitude the most humiliating, affection of the mind. We never reflect on the man we love without exulting in our choice, while he who has bound us to him by benefits alone rises to our ideas as a person to whom we have in some measure forfeited our freedom.

Don't let us make imaginary evils, when you know we have so many real ones to encounter.

One man is born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and the other with a wooden ladle.