We are never either so wretched or so happy as we say we are.
Virtue in women is perhaps a question of temperament.
The more illegal a profit, the more tenaciously a man clings to it.
Our heart is a treasury; if you pour out all its wealth at once, you are bankrupt.
A lover teaches a wife all her husband has kept from her.
To lese-majeste and contempt of court, we must add the crime of lese-million, that fearful indignity we visit on the rich when we expose the impotence of gold.