He was a great patriot, a humanitarian, a loyal friend; provided, of course, he really is dead.
Fairest lady, said Candide, when a man is in love, jealous, and whipped by the Inquisition, he no longer knows what he's doing.
Perhaps there is nothing greater on earth than the sacrifice of youth and beauty, often of high birth, made by the gentle sex in order to work in hospitals for the relief of human misery, the sight of which is so revolting to our delicacy. Peoples separated from the Roman religion have imitated but imperfectly so generous a charity.
The best is the enemy of the good.
I loved him as we always love for the first time; with idolatry and wild passion.
What's Optimism?' asked Cacambo. 'I'm afraid to say,' said Candide, 'that it's a mania for insisting that all is well when things are going badly.