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

My writing table has seen all my wretchedness, knows all my plans, has overheard all my thoughts.

The secret of great fortunes without apparent cause is a crime forgotten, forgotten because it was properly done.

To feel, to love, to suffer, to devote herself, will always be the text of the life of woman.

Tradesmen regard an author with a mixed feeling of terror, compassion and curiosity.

The victory always has a lot of parents but the defeat is always an orphan.

If youth were not ignorant and timid, civilization would be impossible.