One exits with one's husband -- one lives with one's lover.
A man may and ought to pride himself more on his will than on his talent.
Hope is a memory that desires, the memory is a memory that has enjoyed.
Today nobility is gone: there is only a peerage.
Pure herring oil is the port wine of English cats
Squeeze marriage as much as you like, you will never extract anything from it but fun for bachelors and boredom for husbands.