Malice is always authentic and sincere.
Melancholy is as seductive as Ecstasy.
Middle age went by while I was mourning for my lost youth.
Mind and body obstruct one another's pleasures.
Mistakes are the only universal form of originality.
Money is to my social existence what health is to my body.
Money: power at its most liquid.
Most people regard getting their way as a matter of simple justice.
Most reputations are not ruined but forgotten.
My mind is led astray by every faint rustle.
My parents wanted me to solace them for sorrows they denied having had.
My passions have never jumped out of the fireplace and set fire to the carpet.
No chaos, no creation. Evidence: the kitchen at mealtime.
Observe decorum, and it will open a path to morality.
Office politics are bloody-minded, but weak on content.
Often, when I want to consult my impulses, I cannot find them.