“We are easily duped by those we love.”

Isn’t the greatest rule of all the rules simply to please?

Without dance, a man can do nothing.

The ancients, sir, are the ancients, and we are the people of today.

Perfect reason avoids all extremes.

What a terrible thing to be a great lord, yet a wicked man.

I want people to be sincere; a man of honor shouldn’t speak a single word that doesn’t come straight from his heart.

There’s nothing people can’t contrive to praise or condemn and find justification for doing so, according to their age and their inclinations.

You are my peace, my solace, my salvation.

Good Heavens! For more than forty years I have been speaking prose without knowing it.

I live on good soup, not on fine words.

To live without loving is not really to live.

How easy love makes fools of us.

There is something inexpressibly charming in falling in love and, surely, the whole pleasure lies in the fact that love isn’t lasting.

And with his arms crossed he looks pityingly down from his spiritual height on everything that anyone says.

It is not only for what we do that we are held responsible, but also for what we do not do.

Our minds need relaxation, and give way unless we mix with work a little play.