A man's own vanity is a swindler that never lacks for a dupe.

Society bristles with enigmas which look hard to solve. It is a perfect maze of intrigue.

Ah! how much a mother learns from her child! The constant protection of a helpless being forces us to so strict an alliance with virtue, that a woman never shows to full advantage except as a mother. Then alone can her character expand in the fulfillment of all life's duties and the enjoyment of all its pleasures.

Virtue, perhaps, is nothing more than politeness of soul.

There are as many mediocrities exalted through pity as masters decried through envy.

A courage which looks easy & yet is rare; the courage of a teacher repeating day after day the same lessons - the least rewarded of all forms of courage.

Ah! What pleasure it must be to a woman to suffer for the one she loves!