If women only knew the extent of their power!
The more things change, the more they stay the same.
Every man has three characters: that which he shows, that which he has, and that which he thinks he has.
Flowing water is at once a picture and a music, which causes to flow at the same time from my brain, like a limpid and murmuring rivulet, sweet thoughts, charming reveries, and melancholy remembrances.
Friendship between two women is always a plot against another one.
I am thankful that thorns have roses.