You cannot pluck love out of your heart as you would pull a tooth.

Self-interest is an ineffable feeling which shall follow us into God's very presence since they say there is a hierarchy even among the Holy Saints.

True love rules especially through memory.

A woman filled with faith in the one she loves is the creation of a novelist's imagination.

Foppery, being the chronic condition of women, is not so much noticed as it is when it breaks out on the person of the male bird.

The election of a deputy to the Legislature offers a noble and majestic spectacle comparable only to the delivery of a child. It involves the same efforts, the same impurities, the same laceration, and the same triumph.

One can imagine the look the two lovers exchanged; it was like a flame, for virtuous lovers have not a shred of hypocrisy.