Love is not only a feeling, it is also an art. A simple word, a sensitive precaution, a mere nothing reveal to a woman the sublime artist who can touch her heart without withering it.

Show me the woman, however loyal, who does not seek to rouse desire.

The winter's frost must rend the burr of the nut before the fruit is seen. So adversity tempers the human heart, to discover its real worth.

Envy is the most stupid of vices, for there is no single advantage to be gained from it.

Our happiness often depends upon social hypocrisies to which we will never stoop.

Thought is the only treasure that God sets outside all power and keeps to serve as a secret link among the unhappy.

Misfortune, no less than happiness, inspires us to dream.