Antoine Rivarol

Memory always obeys the commands of the heart.

Man spends his life in reasoning on the past, in complaining of the present, in fearing future.

The only thing wealth does for some people is to make them worry about losing it.

Ideas are a capital that bears interest only in the hands of talent.

Vices are often habits rather than passions.

Reason is the historian, but passions are the actors.

Gold like the sun, which melts wax, but hardens clay, expands great souls.

Generally speaking, there is more wit than talent in the world. Society swarms with witty people who lack talent.

To lose one's self in reverie, one must be either very happy, or very unhappy. Reverie is the child of extremes.