There Is No History Worthy

A Good Number Of Works Owe Their Success To The Mediocrity Of Their Authors' Ideas, Which Match The Mediocrity Of Those Of The General Public.

The Art Of The Parenthesis Is One Of The Greatest Secrets Of Eloquence In Society

Society ... Is Nothing More Than The War Of A Thousand Petty Opposed Interests, An Eternal Strife Of All The Vanities, Which, Turn In Turn Wounded And Humiliated One By The Other, Intercross, Come Into Collision, And On The Morrow Expiate The Triumph Of The Eve In The Bitterness Of Defeat. To Live Alone, To Remain Unjostled In This Miserable Struggle, Where For A Moment One Draws The Eyes Of The Spectators, To Be Crushed A Moment Later -- This Is What Is Called Being A Nonentity, Having No Existence. Poor Humanity!

Nature In Causing Reason And The Passions To Be Born At One And The Same Time Apparently Wished By The Latter Gift To Distract Man From The Evil She Had Done Him By The Former, And By Only Permitting Him To Live For A Few Years After The Loss Of His Passions Seems To Show Her Pity By Early Deliverance From A Life That Reduces Him To Reason As His Sole Resource.

Change Of Fashion Is The Tax Levied By The Industry Of The Poor On The Vanity Of The Rich.