Life in clubs is no paltry sign of the times we live in. Here gentlemen gamble with others whom they would not dream of inviting to their homes.

Nothing is unimportant to a man plunged in despair. He is as credulous as a criminal sentenced to death who listens to a lunatic raving to him about how he can escape through the keyhole.

The errors of women spring, almost always, from their faith in the good, or their confidence in the true

Vivacity is the health of the spirit.

While seeking out the dead, I see nothing but the living.

A husband and wife who have separate bedrooms have either drifted apart or found happiness.

Science is the language of the temporal world; love is that of the spiritual world. Man, indeed, describes more than he explains; while the angelic spirit sees and understands. Science saddens man; love enraptures the angel; science is still seeking; love has found.