Love is not a fire to be shut up in a soul. Everything betrays us: voice, silence, eyes; half-covered fires burn all the brighter.
How good is God! How sweet his yoke!
I embrace my rival, but only to strangle him.
On the throne, one has many worries; and remorse is the one that weighs the least.
There is nothing so easy but that it becomes difficult when you do it with reluctance.
A noble heart cannot suspect in others the pettiness and malice that it has never felt.
