The mind is always the patsy of the heart.

As we grow older we grow both more foolish and wiser at the same time.

Love is one and the same in the original; but there are a thousand different copies of it.

The smallest fault of women who give themselves up to love is to love.

What we take for high-mindedness is very often no other than ambition well disguised, that scorns means interests, only to pursuegreater.

When love becomes labored we welcome an act of infidelity towards ourselves to free us from fidelity.

One can find women who have never had one love affair, but it is rare indeed to find any who have had only one.