Nobody loves a woman because she is handsome or ugly, stupid or intelligent. We love because we love.

Pure herring oil is the port wine of English cats

Men are perfectly willing to abandon a woman but they refuse to be abandoned by her.

Though the human heart may have to pause for rest when climbing the heights of affection it rarely stops on the slippery slope of hatred.

The habits of every animal are, at least in the eyes of man, constantly similar in all ages. But the habits, the clothes, the words and the dwelling of a prince, a banker, an artist, a bourgeois, a priest and a pauper, are wholly dissimilar and change at the will of civilizations.

Once she has committed sin, there is nothing left for the Protestant woman, whereas the Catholic Church, hope of forgiveness makes a woman sublime.

Those who spend too fast never grow rich.