They ended as all great passions do end - by a misunderstanding.

True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure.

We flew back home like swallows. 'Is it happiness that makes us so light?' Agathe asked.

Beauty is the greatest of human powers. Any power without counterbalance or control becomes autocratic and leads to abuse and to folly. Despotism in a government is insanity; in woman, fantasy.

If those who are the enemies of innocent amusements had the direction of the world, they would take away the spring, and youth, the former from the year, the latter from human life.

When she lives at his palace, the maiden niece of a bishop can pass for a respectable woman because, if she has a love affair, she is obliged to hoodwink her uncle.

What is a child, monsieur, but the image of two beings, the fruit of two sentiments spontaneously blended?