Disgrace Does Not Consist In The Punishment,

Joy, When It Is Excessive, Overcomes As Much As Grief.

For One To Grasp, Whatever Be His Object, Sov'reign Power ... Is An Act Of Perilous Presumption.

There Is A Silence, The Child Of Love, Which Expresses Everything, And Proclaims More Loudly Than The Tongue Is Able To Do; There Are Movements That Are Involuntary Proofs Of What The Soul Feels.

To Err Is Human; But Contrition Felt For The Crime Distinguishes The Virtuous From The Wicked.

Liars Are Always Most Disposed To Swear.