One of the glories of society is to have created woman where Nature had made only a female; to have created a continuity of desire where Nature thought only of perpetuating the species; and, in fine, to have invented love.

Sensuality is the death of the soul.

Resignation is a daily suicide.

The most virtuous women have within them something that is never chaste.

If the human heart sometimes finds moments of pause as it ascends the slopes of affection, it rarely halts on the way down.

One exits with one's husband -- one lives with one's lover.

Let nothing dupe you! Such is the horrible maxim that acts as a solvent upon every noble feeling man experiences.