A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea.

Men are so made that they can resist sound argument, and yet yield to a glance.

The country is provincial; it becomes ridiculous when it tries to ape Paris.

Loyalty in time of need is possibly one of the noblest of victories a courtier can win over himself.

It is as absurd to say that a man can't love one woman all the time as it is to say that a violinist needs several violins to play the same piece of music.

By and large, women have a faith and a morality peculiar to themselves; they believe in the reality of everything that serves their interest and their passions.

Our energies are often stimulated by the necessity of supporting a being weaker than ourselves.