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

For businessmen, the world is a bale of banknotes in circulation; for most young men, it is a woman; for some women, it is a man; and for others it may be a salon, a coterie, a part of town or a whole city.

Neither the passions not justice nor politics nor the great social forces ever consider the victims they strike.

Discouragement is of all ages: In youth it is a presentiment, in old age a remembrance.

Virginity, like all monstrosities, possesses special riches and its own absorbing grandeur. Among the chaste, life forces are economized and thus gain in resistance and durability.

We cannot confront solitude without moral resources.

What a thing of fantasy a woman may become after dusk.