Reproach is usually honest, which is more than can be said of praise.

In intimate family life, there comes a moment when children, willingly or no, become the judges of their parents.

Whoever does not visit Paris regularly will never really be elegant.

By dint of making sacrifices, a man grows interested in the person who exacts them. Great ladies, like courtesans, know this truth by instinct.

One exits with one's husband -- one lives with one's lover.

Ideas devour the ages as men are devoured by their passions. When man is cured, human nature will cure itself perhaps.

Who is to decide which is the grimmer sight: withered hearts, or empty skulls?