Many men nourish a pride which urges them to conceal their struggles and show themselves only as conquerors.

Vice is perhaps a desire to learn everything.

An ugly woman, married to King Henry VIII, would have defied the axe and daunted her husband's infidelities.

Love knows nothing of modesty.

He has great tranquility of heart who cares neither for the praises nor the fault-finding of men.

True love is mixed up with birdlike squabbles, in which the disputants wound each other to the quick; but a quarrel without animus is, on the contrary, apiece of flattery to the dupe's conceit.

Great love affairs start with Champagne and end with tisane.