All the reasonings of men are not worth one sentiment of women.

It is only through timidity that states are lost.

The rude beginnings of every art acquire a greater celebrity than the art in perfection; he who first played the fiddle was looked upon as a demigod.

History is filled with the sound of silken slippers going downstairs and wooden shoes coming up.

I know of nothing more laughable than a doctor who does not die of old age.

The abuse of grace is affectation, as the abuse of the sublime is absurdity; all perfection is nearly a fault.

Hope should no more be a virtue than fear; we fear and we hope, according to what is promised or threatened us.