Man Is Free; But Not Unless He

My Errors Will Point To Thinking Men The Various Roads, And Will Teach Them The Great Art Of Treading On The Brink Of The Precipice Without Falling Into It.

Real Love Is The Love That Sometimes Arises After Sensual Pleasure: If It Does, It Is Immortal; The Other Kind Inevitably Goes Stale, For It Lies In Mere Fantasy.

I Have Always Loved Truth So Passionately That I Have Often Resorted To Lying As A Way Of Introducing It Into The Minds Which Were Ignorant Of Its Charms.

Man Is A Free Agent; But He Is Not Free If He Does Not Believe It.

Since, Though I Do Not Repent My Amorous Exploits, I Am Far From Wanting My Example To Contribute To The Corruption Of The Fair Sex, Which Deserves Our Homage For So Many Reasons, I Hope That My Observations Will Foster Prudence In Fathers And Mothers And Thus At Least Deserve Their Esteem.