Exaggeration, the inseparable companion of greatness.
If there are atheists, who is to be blamed if not the mercenary tyrants of souls who, in revolting us against their swindles, compel some feeble spirits to deny the God whom these monsters dishonour?
Life is bristling with thorns, and I know no other remedy than to cultivate one's garden.
Time, which alone makes the reputation of men, ends by making their defects respectable.
To the wicked, everything serves as pretext.
The most important decision you make is to be in a good mood.