The egoist does not tolerate egoism.

Reason guides but a small part of man, and the rest obeys feeling, true or false, and passion, good or bad.

Poetry is truth in its Sunday clothes.

As long as we love, we lend to the beloved object qualities of mind and heart which we deprive him of when the day of misunderstanding arrives.

Pleasure once tasted satisfies less than the desire experienced for its torments.

When orators and auditors have the same prejudices, those prejudices run a great risk of being made to stand for incontestable truths.

Experience comprises illusions lost, rather than wisdom gained.