Nothing is a greater impediment to being on good terms with others than being ill at ease with yourself.

Like evil, sublimity is also contagious.

Charity is not one of the virtues practiced on the stock market. The heart of a bank is but one of many viscera.

One day, about the middle of July 1838, one of the carriages, lately introduced to Paris cabstands, and known as Milords, was driving down the Rue de l'Universite, conveying a stout man of middle height in the uniform of a captain of the National Guard.

A man wastes his time going to hear some of our eloquent modern preachers; they may change his opinions, but never his conduct.

A husband who submits to his wife's yoke is justly held an object of ridicule. A woman's influence ought to be entirely concealed.

Today nobility is gone: there is only a peerage.