...for, however all other feelings may be withered in a woman's nature, there is always one bright smiling spot in the maternal breast, and that is where a dearly-beloved child is concerned.

But Valentine, why despair, why always paint the future in such sombre hues?" Maximilien asked. "Because, my friend, I judge it by the past.

Ah, lips that say one thing, while the heart thinks another.

God is merciful to all, as he has been to you; he is first a father, then a judge.

It is the infirmity of our nature always to believe ourselves much more unhappy than those who groan by our sides!

Great is truth. Fire cannot burn it nor water drown it.

......When one loves, one is only too ready to believe one's love returned.