Understand that it is by his courage and his courage alone that a gentleman can make his way nowadays. Whoever hesitates for even one second may lose the chance offered him by fortune during that very second.
Fight duels on all occasions, the more so because duels are forbidden and consequently it takes twice as much courage to fight them.
All for one; one for all.
The invention of the mousetrap does not date from our days; as soon as societies, in forming, had invented any kind of police, that police invented mousetraps.
Love is the most selfish of all the passions.
Affluence allows for many aristocratic indulgences and caprices that are highly becoming to beauty. A fine white stocking, a silk dress, a lace chemisette, a pretty slipper on the foot, a tasteful ribbon on the head, do not make an ugly woman pretty, but they make a pretty woman beautiful--and the hands, too, gain by all this because hands, among women particularly, must be idle to be beautiful.
When one loves, one always believes in love.
Oh, women, women!... They all have a romantic imagination--everything that savors of mystery charms them.
I prefer traveling alone to having a companion who feels the least fear.
A man cannot have everything. You know the proverb 'Unlucky at gambling, lucky in love.' Well, you are too fortunate in love for gambling not to take its revenge.
We always feel superior to those whose lives we know better than they think we do.
Nothing makes time pass more quickly or more shortens a journey than a thought that absorbs all the faculties of the one who thinks. External existence then resembles a sleep of which this thought is the dream. By its influence, time has no measure, space no distance. We depart from one place and arrive at another--that is all. Of the interval between the two, nothing remains in the memory but a vague mist in which a thousand confused images of trees, mountains, and landscapes are merged.
Love is a lottery in which he who wins, wins death! You are fortunate to have lost, believe me.
Isn't fantasy the basis of all love and jealousy?
I do not trust women, particularly fair women. Can it be otherwise? I bought my experience dearly.
Behind all present happiness is concealed a fear for the future.
There were monks who wore their robes so awkwardly that it was easy to see they belonged to the church militant; there were women who were inconvenienced by their pages' costumes and whose loose trousers could not entirely conceal their curves; and there were peasants who had dirty hands but whose fine limbs proclaimed the nobleman a league away.
We must consider people's faults, not their virtues.
A Puritan adores only virgins, and he adores them by praying to them. A Musketeer loves women, and he loves them by taking them in his arms.
It was easy to conquer, as she so often had, men who were used to the gallantries and intrigues of life at court and who were quick to let themselves be seduced. She was beautiful enough not to find much resistance on the part of the flesh, and clever enough to prevail over any obstacles of the mind.
We will not pay for our freedom with a single promise of silence.