I have met with some of them - very honest fellows, who, with all their stupidity, had a kind of intelligence and an upright good sense, which cannot be the characteristics of fools.

By recollecting the pleasures I have had formerly, I renew them, I enjoy them a second time, while I laugh at the remembrance of troubles now past, and which I no longer feel.

You will be amused when you see that I have more than once deceived without the slightest qualm of conscience, both knaves and fools.

In fact, to gull a fool seems to me an exploit worthy of a witty man.

Most people like to read about intrigue and spies. I hope to provide a metaphor for the average reader's daily life. Most of us live in a slightly conspiratorial relationship with our employer and perhaps with our marriage.

Fortunately, I have seen only successful and motivating relationships around me that inspired me to get married.

The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, which hurts and is desired.

I was invited to a dinner party by an ex, and I was convinced that he wanted to rekindle our relationship. I prohibited my friends from coming with me because I didn't want to make it awkward for them when he professed his love to me.