Woman is closer to angels than man because she knows how to mingle an infinite tenderness with the most absolute compassion.

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

Old maids, having never bent their temper or their lives to other lives and other tempers, as woman's destiny requires, have for the most part a mania for making everything about them bend to them.

A mother's happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also on the past in the guise of fond memories.

Among even the happiest married couples there are always moments of regret.

Women themselves are so happy, and so beautiful, when they're strong, that they naturally choose powerful men, even if that power's so enermous there's a real risk it could shatter them.

The duration of passion is proportionate with the original resistance of the woman.