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

Pure herring oil is the port wine of English cats

True love is mixed up with birdlike squabbles, in which the disputants wound each other to the quick; but a quarrel without animus is, on the contrary, apiece of flattery to the dupe's conceit.

A husband can commit no greater blunder than to discuss his wife, if she is virtuous, with his mistress; unless it be to mention his mistress, if she is beautiful, to his wife.

There is neither vice nor virtue, there are only circumstances.

The Parisan, sauntering the streets idly, is as often a man in despair as a lounger.

Society bristles with enigmas which look hard to solve. It is a perfect maze of intrigue.