In Paris, when certain people see you ready to set your foot in the stirrup, some pull your coat-tails, others loosen the buckle of the strap that you may fall and crack your skull; one wrenches off your horse's shoes, another steals your whip, and the least treacherous of them all is the man whom you see coming to fire his pistol at you point blank.

Women are tenacious, and all of them should be tenacious of respect; without esteem they cannot exist; esteem is the first demand that they make of love.

It is as easy to dream a book as it is hard to write one.

Society proceeds like the ocean. After a disaster, it resume its wonted level and rhythms; its devouring interests efface all traces of damage.

Our most natural feelings are those we are loath to confess, and fatuity is among them.

Do you know what is the hardest thing in life? To make a choice.

A naked woman is less dangerous than one who spreads her skirt skillfully to cover and exhibit everything at once.