When arms speak, the laws are silent.

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

Pride and excess bring disaster for man.

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

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

All the married heiresses I have known have shipwrecked.

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

Is all our fire of shipwreck wood?

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

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

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

I think we are inexterminable, like flies and bedbugs.

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