The majority of husbands remind me of an orangutan trying to play the violin.

Conscience is our unerring judge until we finally stifle it.

Talent is a flame, but genius is a fire.

Some troubles, like a protested note of a solvent debtor, bear interest.

How did you get back?' asked Vautrin. 'I walked,' replied Eugene. 'I wouldn't like half-pleasures, myself,' observed the tempter. 'I'd want to go there in my own carriage, have my own box, and come back in comfort. All or nothing, that's my motto.' 'And a very good one,' said Madame Vauquer.

A rent in your clothes is a mishap, a stain on them is a vice.

Pure herring oil is the port wine of English cats