“One easily bears moral reproof, but never mockery.”

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.

I feed on good soup, not beautiful language.

We die only once, and for such a long time.

Human weakness is to desire to know what one does not want to know.

Frenchmen have an unlimited capacity for gallantry and indulge it on every occasion.

My fair one, let us swear an eternal friendship.

Deference and intimacy live far apart.

A lover tries to stand in well with the pet dog of the house.

Music and dance are all you need.

A lot of people don’t want to make their own decisions. They’re too scared. It’s much easier to be told what to do.

You don’t know how much artists go through to make it look so easy. It’s all in the practice.

Reality is easy. It’s deception that’s the hard work.

Not only are love and hate such closely related emotions, but it’s a lot easier to hate someone you’ve cared about than someone you never have.

It’s easier to run, Replacing this pain with something numb, It’s so much easier to go, Than face all this pain here all alone.

It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.

Life is not easy for anyone. Sometimes you don’t see the challenges on the outside, but every single one of us has both those and everything that goes on inside as well. Give it your all. Dare to be all you can be.

And I can’t die easy thinking maybe the menfolks white or black is making a spit cup out of you. Have some sympathy for me. Put me down easy, Janie, I’m a cracked plate.