What then do you call your soul? What idea have you of it? You cannot of yourselves, without revelation, admit the existence within you of anything but a power unknown to you of feeling and thinking.

He who is not just is severe, he who is not wise is sad.

I hate women because they always know where things are.

This self-love is the instrument of our preservation; it resembles the provision for the perpetuity of mankind: it is necessary, it is dear to us, it gives us pleasure, and we must conceal it.

Very often, say what you will, a knave is only a fool.

The most genuine and efficacious charity is that which greases the paws of the priests; such charity covers a multitude of sins.

Constant happiness is the philosopher's stone of the soul.