The sweetest of all sounds is that of the voice of the woman we love.
One mark of a second-rate mind is to be always telling stories.
At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone.
Poverty may be the mother of crime, but lack of good sense is the father.
It is a sad thing when men have neither the wit to speak well nor the judgment to hold their tongues.
The very impossibility in which I find myself to prove that God is not, discovers to me his existence.
Those who make the worst use of their time are the first to complain of its shortness.
All of our unhappiness comes from our inability to be alone.
It’s motive alone which gives character to the actions of men.
A man of the world must seem to be what he wishes to be thought.