Love is precisely to the moral nature what the sun is to the earth.

Genuine sorrows are very tranquil in appearance in the deep bed they have dug for themselves. But, seeming to slumber, they corrode the soul like that frightful acid which penetrates crystal.

The passion of love is essentially selfish, while motherhood widens the circle of our feelings.

Love is the reduction of the universe to the single being, and the expansion of a single being, even to God

Men are such dupes by choice, that he who would impose upon others never need be at a loss to find ready victims.

According to man's environment, society has made as many different types of men as there are varieties in zoology. The differences between a soldier, a workman, a statesman, a tradesman, a sailor, a poet, a pauper and a priest, are more difficult to seize, but quite considerable as the differences between a wolf, a lion, an ass, a crow, a sea-calf, a sheep, and so on.

Women? In order to realize how far these charming creatures we idealize can carry their cruelty, we must see them among themselves!