The Public Always Prefers To

Other People's Appetites Easily Appear Excessive When One Doesn't Share Them.

At Times Is It Seems That I Am Living My Life Backward, And That At The Approach Of Old Age My Real Youth Will Begin. My Soul Was Born Covered With Wrinkles. Wrinkles My Ancestors And Parents Most Assiduously Put There And That I Had The Greatest Trouble Removing.

The True Return To Nature Is The Definitive Return To The Elements-death.

Prejudices Are The Props Of Civilization.

It Is Not Becoming To Lay To Virtue The Weariness Of Old Age.