Conscience is a coward, and those faults it has not strength enough to prevent it seldom has justice enough to accuse.
On the stage he was natural, simple, affecting, ‘Twas only when he was off, he was acting.
Hence it happens that one takes words for concepts, and concepts for the things themselves.
The thirst for vengeance was the beautiful nature which Homer imitated.
If only I was as eloquent as Demosthenes, I would have to do no more than repeat a single word three times.
A man who leaves home to mend himself and others is a philosopher; but he who goes from country to country, guided by the blind impulse of curiosity, is a vagabond.
When lovely woman stoops to folly, and finds too late that men betray, what charm can soothe her melancholy, what art can wash her guilt away?
Man wants but little here below, nor wants that little long.
Ceremonies are different in every country, but true politeness is everywhere the same.
The company of fools may first make us smile, but in the end we always feel melancholy.