Virtue in women is perhaps a question of temperament.

The greatest joy a petty soul can taste is to dupe a great soul and catch it in a snare.

And he, like many jaded people, had few pleasures left in life save good food and drink.

Virginity, like all monstrosities, possesses special riches and its own absorbing grandeur. Among the chaste, life forces are economized and thus gain in resistance and durability.

It is always assumed by the empty-headed, who chatter about themselves for want of something better, that people who do not discuss their affairs openly must have something to hide.

The Police and the Society of Jesus posses in common the virtue of never forsaking their enemies as friends.

I prefer thought to action, an idea to a transaction, contemplation to activity.