True love makes the thought of death frequent, easy, without terrors; it merely becomes the standard of comparison, the price one would pay for many things.

It is difficult to escape from the prevailing disease of one's generation.

Power, after love, is the first source of happiness.

It is not enough for a landscape to be interesting in itself. Eventually there must be a moral and historic interest.

Far less envy in America than in France.

The more one pleases everybody, the less one pleases profoundly.

Friendship has its illusions no less than love.