Economized love is never real love.

One should believe in marriage as in the immortality of the soul.

Men are so made that they can resist sound argument, and yet yield to a glance.

In family life people almost always adjust themselves to misfortune. They make a bed of it and hope makes them accept that bed, however hard it is.

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

At thirty years a woman asks her lover to give her back the esteem she has forfeited for his sake; she lives only for him, her thoughts are full of his future, he must have a great career, she bids him make it glorious; she can obey, entreat, command, humble herself, or rise in pride; times without number she brings comfort when a young girl can only make moan.

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