It is day by day that we go forward; today we are as we were yesterday and tomorrow we shall be like ourselves today. So we go on without being aware of it, and this is one of the miracles… — Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de Sevigne Copy Share Image
. . .the most astonishing, the most surprising, the most marvelous, the most miraculous. . . the greatest, the least, the rarest, the most common, the most public, the most private till today. . . I cannot bring myself to tell you: guess what it is. — Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de Sevigne Copy Share Image
. . . this life is a perpetual chequer-work of good and evil, pleasure and pain. When in possession of what we desire, we… — Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de Sevigne Copy Share Image
There is nobody who is not dangerous for someone. — Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de Sevigne Copy Share Image
winter is past, and we have a prospect of spring that is superior to spring itself. — Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de Sevigne Copy Share Image
We are so fond of hearing ourselves spoken of, that, be it good or ill, it is still pleasing. — Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de Sevigne Copy Share Image
I pity those who have no taste for reading. — Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de Sevigne Copy Share Image
Long life will sometimes obscure the star of fame. — Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de Sevigne Copy Share Image
... truth ... carries authority with it; while falsehood and lies skulk under a load of words, without having the power of persuasion; the… — Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de Sevigne Copy Share Image
Oh Dear! How unfortunate I am not to have anyone to weep with! — Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de Sevigne Copy Share Image
good and evil travel on the same road, but they leave different impressions. — Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de Sevigne Copy Share Image
Happiness, like misfortunes, never comes alone. — Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de Sevigne Copy Share Image
If we could have a little patience, we should escape much mortification; time takes away as much as it gives. — Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de Sevigne Copy Share Image
Ah, what a grudge I owe physicians! what mummery is their art! — Marie de Rabutin-Chantal, marquise de Sevigne Copy Share Image
