There Is Merit Without Rank, But There

All The Passions Are Nothing Else Than Different Degrees Of Heat And Cold Of The Blood.

What Makes Lovers Never Tire Of One Another Is That They Talk Always About Themselves.

Some Weak People Are So Sensible Of Their Weakness As To Be Able To Make A Good Use Of It.

Love Is The Smallest Part Of Gallantry.

One Is Never As Happy Or As Unhappy As One Thinks.