Nothing is irredeemably ugly but sin.
A husband and wife who are in the habit of occupying separate rooms are either beings apart, or they have found happiness. Either they hate or they adore each other.
Life cannot go on without much forgetting.
Now literary success can only be won in solitude by persevering labor.
Power does not consist in striking with force or with frequency, but in striking true.
A husband who submits to his wife's yoke is justly held an object of ridicule. A woman's influence ought to be entirely concealed.