They Are The Follies Inherent To Youth;

I Have Loved Women Even To Madness, But I Have Always Loved Liberty Better.

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.

You Will Be Amused When You See That I Have More Than Once Deceived Without The Slightest Qualm Of Conscience, Both Knaves And Fools.

Enjoy The Present, Bid Defiance To The Future, Laugh At All Those Reasonable Beings Who Exercise Their Reason To Avoid The Misfortunes Which They Fear, Destroying At The Same Time The Pleasure That They Might Enjoy.

Man Is Free; Yet We Must Not Suppose That He Is At Liberty To Do Everything He Pleases, For He Becomes A Slave The Moment He Allows His Actions To Be Ruled By Passion.