The country is provincial; it becomes ridiculous when it tries to ape Paris.
For young people always begin by loving exaggeration, that infirmity of noble minds.
Friendships last when each friend thinks he has a slight superiority over the other.
When women love, they forgive everything...
No navigator has yet traced lines of latitude and longitude on the conjugal sea.
All men can bear a familiar, definite misfortune better than the cruel alternations of a fate which, from one moment to another, brings excessive joy or sorrow.