I yield to your wishes. It is the privilege of the women whom we love more than they love us to make the men who love them ignore the ordinary rules of common-sense.

One of the most detestable habits of Lilliputian minds is to find their own littleness in others.

A year at the breast is quite enough; children who are suckled longer are said to grow stupid, and I am all for popular sayings.

Women see everything or nothing according to the inclination of their hearts. Love is their sole light.

It is easier to be a lover than a husband for the simple reason that it is more difficult to be witty every day than to say pretty things from time to time.

Evasion is unworthy of us, and is always the intimate of equivocation.

Noble passions are like vices: the more they are satisfied, the greater they grow, Mothers and gamblers are insatiable.