The world is governed by love,--self-love.
There are some women who are flirts upon principle; they consider it their duty to make themselves as pleasing as possible to every one.
To lose one's self in reverie, one must be either very happy, or very unhappy. Reverie is the child of extremes.
In general, indulgence for those we know is rarer than pity for those we know not.
To be ungrateful is to be unnatural. The head may be thus guilty, not the heart.
Generally speaking, there is more wit than talent in the world. Society swarms with witty people who lack talent.