To those who have exhausted politics, nothing remains but abstract thought.

Manners are the hypocrisy of a nation.

You may imitate, but never counterfeit.

Hatred like love feeds on the merest trifles. Everything adds to it. Just as the being we love can do no wrong, so the one we hate can do no right.

I should like one of these days to be so well known, so popular, so celebrated, so famous, that it would permit me . . . to break wind in society, and society would think it a most natural thing.

Many men nourish a pride which urges them to conceal their struggles and show themselves only as conquerors.

Women see everything or nothing according to the inclination of their hearts. Love is their sole light.