The first thing necessary to win the heart of a woman is opportunity.
The press is like a woman: sublime when it lies, it will not let go until it has forced you to believe it. The public, like a foolish husband, always succumbs.
The union of a want and a sentiment.
What a thing of fantasy a woman may become after dusk.
Ah! What pleasure it must be to a woman to suffer for the one she loves!
For passion, be it observed, brings insight with it; it can give a sort of intelligence to simpletons, fools, and idiots, especially during youth.