Use, do not abuse; neither abstinence nor excess ever renders man happy.

The harmony of a concert, to which you listen with delight, must have on certain classes of minute animals the effect of terrible thunder; perhaps it kills them.

This poem will never reach its destination. On Rousseau's Ode To Posterity

Fools have a habit of believing that everything written by a famous author is admirable. For my part I read only to please myself and like only what suits my taste.

Give me a few minutes to talk away my face and I can seduce the Queen of France.

Faith consists in believing not what seems true, but what seems false to our understanding.

Common sense is not so common.