When arms speak, the laws are silent.

All the married heiresses I have known have shipwrecked.

It’s the end of the world every day, for someone.

Calamities are of two kinds: misfortune to ourselves, and good fortune to others.

All men that are ruined, are ruined on the side of their natural propensities.

It would be impossible to live for a year without disaster unless one practiced character-reading.

I think we are inexterminable, like flies and bedbugs.

Once you hear the details of a victory it is hard to distinguish it from a defeat.

Why listen to me? I can only predict epidemics and plagues.

It belongs to a nobleman to weep in an hour of disaster.

Pride and excess bring disaster for man.

To hide and feel guilty would be the beginning of defeat.

We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.