Equality may be a right, but no power on earth can convert it into fact.

The boor covers himself, the rich man or the fool adorns himself, and the elegant man gets dressed.

The wounds of self-love turn incurable when the oxide of self-love gets into them.

The sanctity of womanhood is incompatible with social liberty and social claims; and for a woman emancipation means corruption.

Great love affairs start with Champagne and end with tisane.

Between the daylight gambler and the player at night there is the same difference that lies between a careless husband and the lover swooning under his lady's window.

We flew back home like swallows. 'Is it happiness that makes us so light?' Agathe asked.