There are as many mediocrities exalted through pity as masters decried through envy.
What is art? Nature concentrated.
Nothing is as heady as the wine of misfortune.
Priests, magistrates and ladies never quite take off their gowns.
A husband and wife who are in the habit of occupying separate rooms are either beings apart, or they have found happiness. Either they hate or they adore each other.
Noble passions are like vices: the more they are satisfied, the greater they grow, Mothers and gamblers are insatiable.