The world of reality has its limits; the world of imagination is boundless. - Jean-Jacques Rousseau

I was not much afraid of punishment, I was only afraid of disgrace.But that I feared more than death, more than crime, more than anything in the world. I should have rejoiced if the earth had swallowed me up and stifled me in the abyss. But my invincible sense of shame prevailed over everything . It was my shame that made me impudent, and the more wickedly I behaved the bolder my fear of confession made me. I saw nothing but the horror of being found out, of being publicly proclaimed, to my face, as a thief, as a liar, and slanderer.

Puede decirse muy bien que no empecé a vivir hasta que me tuve por muerto.

Toute passion est bonne quand on en est maître, mais mauvaise quand on en est assujetti.