Once she has committed sin, there is nothing left for the Protestant woman, whereas the Catholic Church, hope of forgiveness makes a woman sublime.

Woman is stronger by virtue of her feelings than man by virtue of his power.

Nothing is irredeemably ugly but sin.

It is always assumed by the empty-headed, who chatter about themselves for want of something better, that people who do not discuss their affairs openly must have something to hide.

Life cannot go on without much forgetting.

The majority of husbands remind me of an orangutan trying to play the violin.

From the manner in which a woman draws her thread at every stitch of her needlework, any other woman can surmise her thoughts.