“Love is often the fruit of marriage.”

The only people who can be excused for letting a bad book loose on the world are the poor devils who have to write for a living.

Ah, there are no longer any children!

When there is enough to eat for eight, there is plenty for ten.

Folk whose own behavior is most ridiculous are always to the fore in slandering others.

If everyone were clothed with integrity, if every heart were just, frank, kindly, the other virtues would be well-nigh useless.

He makes his cook his merit, and the world visits his dinners and not him.

Grammar, which can govern even Kings.

A learned fool is more a fool than an ignorant fool.

Doubts are more cruel than the worst of truths. It is not only for what we do that we are held responsible, but also for what we do not do. A lover whose passion is extreme loves even the faults of the beloved.

Debts are nowadays like children begot with pleasure, but brought forth in pain.

It is a fine seasoning for joy to think of those we love.

Reasoning is the pastime of my whole household, and all this reasoning has driven out Reason.

The art of flatterers is to take advantage of the foibles of the great, to foster their errors, and never to give advice which may annoy.

A woman always has her revenge ready.

I have the knack of easing scruples.

Its as if you think you’d never find Reason and the Sacred intertwined.