The world will avenge itself upon all happiness in which it has no share.

A Creole woman is like a child, she wants to possess everything immediately; like a child, she would set fire to a house in order to fry an egg. In her languor, she thinks of nothing; when passionately aroused, she thinks of any act possible or impossible.

A woman in love has full intelligence of her power; the more virtuous she is, the more effective her coquetry.

The secret of great fortunes without apparent cause is a crime forgotten, for it was properly done.

Friendships last when each friend thinks he has a slight superiority over the other.

It would be curious to know what leads a man to become a stationer rather than a baker, when he is no longer compelled, as among the Egyptians, to succeed to his father's craft.

The privilege of feeling at home everywhere belongs only to kings, wolves and robbers.