A flow of words is a sure sign of duplicity.

Lofty souls are always inclined to make a virtue of misfortune.

Those sweetly smiling angels with pensive looks, innocent faces, and cash-boxes for hearts.

Temperament is the thermometer of character.

Ideas devour the ages as men are devoured by their passions. When man is cured, human nature will cure itself perhaps.

Only when one has learned to acknowledge that wiser minds have made better words to come out of our mouths may we truly, then, begin to speak them.

By and large, women have a faith and a morality peculiar to themselves; they believe in the reality of everything that serves their interest and their passions.