When You Fool A Fool

Happy Are Those Lovers Who, When Their Senses Require Rest, Can Fall Back Upon The Intellectual Enjoyments Afforded By The Mind! Sweet Sleep Then Comes, And Lasts Until The Body Has Recovered Its General Harmony. On Awaking, The Senses Are Again Active And Always Ready To Resume Their Action.

The Mind Of A Human Being Is Formed Only Of Comparisons Made In Order To Examine Analogies, And Therefore Cannot Precede The Existence Of Memory.

[matrimony] Is The Grave Of Love.

In The Mean Time I Worship God, Laying Every Wrong Action Under An Interdict Which I Endeavour To Respect, And I Loathe The Wicked Without Doing Them Any Injury.

Love Is Only A Feeling Of Curiousity More Or Less Intense, Grafted Upon The Inclination Placed In Us By Nature That The Species May Be Preserved.