Marriage is a fight to the death. Before contracting it, the two parties concerned implore the benediction of Heaven because to promise to love each other forever is the rashest of enterprises.

A husband and wife who are in the habit of occupying separate rooms are either beings apart, or they have found happiness. Either they hate or they adore each other.

Your women of fashion ceases to be a woman. She is neither mother, nor wife, nor lover. She is, medically speaking, sex on the brain.

Men are perfectly willing to abandon a woman but they refuse to be abandoned by her.

I believe in the incomprehensibility of God.

Pity is woman's sweetest charm.

Equality may be the law, but no human power can install it.