The greater a man's talents, the more marked his idiosyncracies. Yet in the provinces originality is considered perilously close to lunacy.

Marriage must fight constantly against a monster which devours everything: routine.

A woman, even a prude, is not long at a loss, however dire her plight. She would seen always to have in hand the fig leaf our Mother Eve bequeathed to her.

Do you know what is the hardest thing in life? To make a choice.

Time is the only capital of those who just have their inteligence as fortune.

But reason always cuts a poor figure beside sentiment; the one being essentially restricted, like everything that is positive, while the other is infinite.

We love because we love.