That which happens to the soil when it ceases to be cultivated by the social man happens to man himself when he foolishly forsakes society for solitude; the brambles grow up in his desert heart. — Antoine Rivarol Copy Share Image
The modest man has everything to gain, and the arrogant man everything to lose; for modesty has always to deal with generosity, and arrogance… — Antoine Rivarol Copy Share Image
Youth is not the era of wisdom; let us therefore have due consideration. — Antoine Rivarol Copy Share Image
Opinions, theories, and systems pass by turns over the grindstone of time, which at first gives them brilliancy and sharpness, but finally wears them… — Antoine Rivarol Copy Share Image
The most civilized people are as near to barbarism as the most polished steel is to rust. Nations, like metals, have only a superficial… — Antoine Rivarol Copy Share Image
The woman who too easily and ardently yielded her devotion will find that its vitality, like a bright fire, soon consumes itself. — Antoine Rivarol Copy Share Image
Of every ten persons who talk about you, nine will say something bad, and the tenth will say something good in a bad way. — Antoine Rivarol Copy Share Image
Familiarity is the root of the closest friendships, as well as the intensest hatreds — Antoine Rivarol Copy Share Image
Man spends his life in reasoning on the past, in complaining of the present, in fearing future. — Antoine Rivarol Copy Share Image
The subtle sauce of malice is often indulged in by maidens of uncertain age, over their tea. — Antoine Rivarol Copy Share Image
