I think we are inexterminable, like flies and bedbugs.

All the married heiresses I have known have shipwrecked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

When arms speak, the laws are silent.

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