A great love is a credit opened in favor of a power so consuming that the moment of bankruptcy must inevitably occur.

Our most natural feelings are those we are loath to confess, and fatuity is among them.

No woman has ever existed who did not know perfectly well in her heart what to expect from the superiority or inferiority of a rival.

Finance, like time, devours its own children.

Unintelligent persons are like weeds that thrive in good ground; they love to be amused in proportion to the degree in which they weary themselves.

Sects differ more in name than tenets.

Journalists grow accustomed to seeing evil and they let it pass; they proceed to approve it, and they end by committing it themselves.