They make solitude, which they call peace.

Necessity reforms the poor, and satiety reforms the rich.

The lust of dominion burns with a flame so fierce as to overpower all other affections of the human breast.

Nothing mortal is so unstable and subject to change as power which has no foundation.

The unknown always passes for the marvellous.

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.

Corruptissima re publica plurimae leges.