In all lands, sailors form a race apart. They profess a congenital contempt for landlubbers. As for the tradesman, he understands nothing of sailors nor cares a fig about them. He is content to rob them if he can.

Noble passions are like vices: the more they are satisfied, the greater they grow, Mothers and gamblers are insatiable.

People who are in love suspect nothing or everything.

Where some one else's welfare is concerned, a young girl becomes as ingenious as a thief. Guileless where she herself is in question, and full of foresight for me,-she is like a heavenly angel forgiving the strange incomprehensible sins of earth.

First love is a kind of vaccination which saves a man from catching the complaint the second time.

The response man has the greatest difficulty in tolerating is pity, especially when he warrants it. Hatred is a tonic, it makes one live, it inspires vengeance, but pity kills, it makes our weakness weaker.

Squeeze marriage as much as you like, you will never extract anything from it but fun for bachelors and boredom for husbands.