There is neither vice nor virtue, there are only circumstances.
When attempted self-destruction does not cure a man of life, it cures him of voluntary death.
We are scarcely apt to berate the source of enjoyment.
No navigator has yet traced lines of latitude and longitude on the conjugal sea.
Coffee falls into the stomach... ideas begin to move, things remembered arrive at full gallop... the shafts of wit start up like sharp-shooters, similes arise, the paper is covered with ink...
Marriage is a fight to the death. Before contracting it, the two parties concerned implore the benediction of Heaven because to promise to love each other forever is the rashest of enterprises.