The only unhappiness is a life of boredom.

To describe happiness is to diminish it.

Love is like fever; it comes and goes without the will having any part of the process.

Indeed, man has two different beings inside him. What devil thought of that malicious touch?

People happy in love have an air of intensity.

The tyranny of public opinion (and what an opinion!) is as fatuous in the small towns of France as it is in the United States of America.

If I meet the Christian Deity, I am lost: He is a tyrant and as such, is full of ideas of vengeance; His Bible speaks of nothing but fearful punishments. I never loved Him! I could never even believe that anyone did love Him sincerely. He is devoid of pity.... He will punish me in some abominable manner.