The force we use on ourselves, to prevent ourselves from loving, is often more cruel than the severest treatment at the hands of one loved.

We are much harder on people who betray us in small ways than on people who betray others in great ones.

Thinkers think and doers do. But until the thinkers do and the doers think, progress will be just another word in the already overburdened vocabulary by sense.

The mind is always the patsy of the heart.

There are few virtuous women who are not bored with their trade.

We often act treacherously more from weakness than from a fixed motive.

What makes lovers never tire of one another is that they talk always about themselves.