Love is the only passion which suffers neither past nor future.

True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure.

We must certainly acknowledge that solitude is a fine thing; but it is a pleasure to have some one who can answer, and to whom we can say, from time to time, that solitude is a fine thing.

Small natures require despotism to exercise their sinews, as great souls thirst for equality to give play to their heart.

One exits with one's husband -- one lives with one's lover.

Manners are the hypocrisy of a nation.

Misfortune, no less than happiness, inspires us to dream.