A flow of words is a sure sign of duplicity.
When Religion and Royalty are swept away, the people will attack the great, and after the great, they will fall upon the rich.
To be happy, a man must love his wife as she chooses to be loved.
Our most natural feelings are those we are loath to confess, and fatuity is among them.
Towns find it as hard as houses of business to rise again from ruin.
The Parisan, sauntering the streets idly, is as often a man in despair as a lounger.