Joseph Roux quotes:

We call that person who has lost his father, an orphan; and a widower that man who has lost his wife. But that man who has known the immense unhappiness of losing a friend, by what name do we call him? Here every language is silent and holds its peace in impotence.

Reason guides but a small part of man, and the rest obeys feeling, true or false, and passion, good or bad.

A fine quotation is a diamond in the hand of a man of wit and a pebble in the hand of a fool.

Poetry is truth in its Sunday clothes.

Our experience is composed rather of illusions lost than of wisdom acquired.

What is love? two souls and one flesh; friendship? two bodies and one soul.

Solitude vivifies; isolation kills.

There is a slowness in affairs which ripens them, and a slowness which rots them.

When unhappy, one doubts everything; when happy, one doubts nothing.

Literature was formerly an art and finance a trade; today it is the reverse

It is a very rare thing for a man of talent to succeed by his talent.

The folly which we might have ourselves committed is the one which we are least ready to pardon in another.