Let us accept truth, even when it surprises us and alters our views.

A day will come when everything in my life will be changed, when I shall do good to others, when some one will love me, when I shall give my whole heart to the man whi gives ne his; neanwhile, U will suffer in silence and keep my love as a reward for him who shall set me free.

We do not precisely enjoy liberty at the Figaro. M. de Latouche, our worthy director (ah! you should know the fellow), is always hanging over us, cutting, pruning, right or wrong, imposing upon us his whims, his aberrations, his fancies, and we have to write as he bids.

[Failure is hard initially because] One knows what one has lost, but not what one may find [and learn from that failure]!

Lying, like license, has its degrees.

Years do not always make age.

Masterpieces are only lucky attempts.