It is amusing that a virtue is made of the vice of chastity; and it's a pretty odd sort of chastity at that, which leads men straight into the sin of Onan, and girls to the waning of their color.

Nothing could be smarter, more splendid, more brilliant, better drawn up than two armies. Trumpets, fifes, hautboys, drums, cannons, formed a harmony such as never been heard in hell.

Virtue between men is a commerce of good actions: he who has no part in this commerce must not be reckoned.

Learn to cultivate your own garden.

But there must be some pleasure in condemning everything--in perceiving faults where others think they see beauties.' 'You mean there is pleasure in having no pleasure.

Man is not born wicked; he becomes so, as he becomes sick.

How I like the boldness of the English, how I like the people who say what they think!