One day, about the middle of July 1838, one of the carriages, lately introduced to Paris cabstands, and known as Milords, was driving down the Rue de l'Universite, conveying a stout man of middle height in the uniform of a captain of the National Guard.

Our worst misfortunes never happen, and most miseries lie in anticipation.

The Police and the Society of Jesus posses in common the virtue of never forsaking their enemies as friends.

Nature endows woman alternately with a particular strength which helps her to suffer and a weakness which counsels her to be resigned.

True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure.

When in Turkey, do as the turkeys do.

Who is to decide which is the grimmer sight: withered hearts, or empty skulls?