Tenderness Is The Infancy Of Love.

If Poverty Makes Man Groan, He Yawns In Opulence. When Fortune Exempts Us From Labor, Nature Overwhelms Us With Time.

The Most Civilized People Are As Near To Barbarism As The Most Polished Steel Is To Rust. Nations, Like Metals, Have Only A Superficial Brilliancy.

Reason Is An Historian, But The Passions Are Actors.

What Isn’t Clear, Isn’t French.

The Woman Who Too Easily And Ardently Yielded Her Devotion Will Find That Its Vitality, Like A Bright Fire, Soon Consumes Itself.