There is nothing at all in life, except what we put there.
Attention is a silent and perpetual flattery.
Years do not make sages; they only make old men.
Might we not say to the confused voices which sometimes arise from the depths of our being: "Ladies, be so kind as to speak only four at a time?"
Antiquity is a species of aristocracy with which it is not easy to be on visiting terms.
If it were ever allowable to forget what is due to superiority of rank, it would be when the privileged themselves remember it.