The most virtuous women have within them something that is never chaste.

The habits of every animal are, at least in the eyes of man, constantly similar in all ages. But the habits, the clothes, the words and the dwelling of a prince, a banker, an artist, a bourgeois, a priest and a pauper, are wholly dissimilar and change at the will of civilizations.

To feel, to love, to suffer, to devote herself, will always be the text of the life of woman.

The future of a nation lies in the hands of mothers.

When women love us, they forgive us everything, even our crimes; when they do not love us, they give us credit for nothing, not even our virtues.

Life cannot go on without much forgetting.

A girl fresh from a boarding school may perhaps be a virgin but no! she is never chaste.