Ah! how much a mother learns from her child! The constant protection of a helpless being forces us to so strict an alliance with virtue, that a woman never shows to full advantage except as a mother. Then alone can her character expand in the fulfillment of all life's duties and the enjoyment of all its pleasures.

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

The more illegal a profit, the more tenaciously a man clings to it.

Memories beautify life, but the capacity to forget makes it bearable.

When attempted self-destruction does not cure a man of life, it cures him of voluntary death.

Noble passions are like vices: the more they are satisfied, the greater they grow, Mothers and gamblers are insatiable.

Men are so made that they can resist sound argument, and yet yield to a glance.