Nothing can afford a woman greater pleasure than to hear tender words of love. The strictest, most devout woman will listen even if she must not answer.

Life cannot go on without much forgetting.

Foppery, being the chronic condition of women, is not so much noticed as it is when it breaks out on the person of the male bird.

In Paris every man must have had a love affair. What woman wants something that no other woman ever wanted.

Virtue is always too much of a piece and too ignorant of those shades of feeling and of temperament that enable us to squint when we are placed in a false position.

No navigator has yet traced lines of latitude and longitude on the conjugal sea.

For avarice begins where poverty ends.