To feel, to love, to suffer, to devote herself, will always be the text of the life of woman.

Yes, I can understand that a man might go to a gambling table when he sees that all that lies between him and death is his last crown.

No man has ever yet discovered the way to give friendly advice to any woman, not even to his own wife.

Love is perhaps no more than gratitude for pleasure.

Economized love is never real love.

Passion is universal humanity. Without it religion, history, romance and art would be useless.

They [twin beds] are the most stupid, the most perfidious, and the most dangerous invention in the world. Shame and a curse on who thought of them.