In the human heart one generation of passions follows another; from the ashes of one springs the spark of the next.

All women are flirts, but some are restrained by shyness, and others by sense.

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

Neither love nor fire can subsist without perpetual motion; both cease to live so soon as they cease to hope, or to fear.

Instead of considering that the worst way to persuade or please others is to try thus strongly to please ourselves, and that to listen well and to answer well are some of the greatest charms we can have in conversation.

The generality of virtuous women are like hidden treasures, they are safe only because nobody has sought after them.

To eat is a necessity, but to eat intelligently is an art.