A man in power, once becoming obnoxious, his acts, good or bad, will work out his ruin.

Style, like the human body, is specially beautiful when, so to say, the veins are not prominent, and the bones cannot be counted, but when a healthy and sound blood fills the limbs, and shows itself in the muscles, and the very sinews become beautiful under a ruddy glow and graceful outline.

Christianity is a pestilent superstition.

Formerly we suffered from crimes; now we suffer from laws.

Such being the happiness of the times, that you may think as you wish, and speak as you think.

Secure against the designs of men, secure against the malignity of the Gods, they have accomplished a thing of infinite difficulty; that to them nothing remains even to be wished.

A bitter jest, when it comes too near the truth, leaves a sharp sting behind it.