One hour of love has a whole life in it.

Squeeze marriage as much as you like, you will never extract anything from it but fun for bachelors and boredom for husbands.

A sick man, surrounded by those who love him, nursed by those who wish earnestly that he should live, will recover (all other things being equal), when another patient tended by hirelings will die. Doctors decline to see unconscious magnestism in this phenomenon; for them it is the result of intelligent nursing, of exact obedience to their orders; but many a mother knows the virtue of such ardent projections of strong, unceasing prayer.

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.

In painting, you can suddenly come upon something so huge that no-one can deal with it.

A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea.

How natural it is to destroy what we cannot possess, to deny what we do not understand, and to insult what we envy!