People happy in love have an air of intensity.

Because one has little fear of shocking vanity in Italy, people adopt an intimate tone very quickly and discuss personal things.

It is the nobility of their style which will make our writers of 1840 unreadable forty years from now.

If you don't love me, it does not matter, anyway I can love for both of us.

Politics in the middle of things of the imagination is like a pistol shot in the middle of a concert.

Conversationis like the table of contents of a dull book.... All the greatest subjects of human thought are proudly displayedin it. Listen to it for three minutes, and you ask yourself which is more striking, the emphasis of the speaker or his shocking ignorance.

To describe happiness is to diminish it.