Incurable wounds are those inflicted by tongue and eye, by mockery and disdain.

No woman dares to refuse love without a motive, for nothing is more natural than to yield to love.

Woman has this in common with angels, that suffering beings belong especially to her.

The man whose action habitually bears the stamp of his mind is a genius, but the greatest genius is not always equal to himself, or he would cease to be human.

Love knows nothing of modesty.

It is only in the act of nursing that a woman realizes her motherhood in visible and tangible fashion; it is a joy of every moment.

Jealousy, an eminently credulous and suspicious passion, allows fancy the greatest possible play. But it does not bestow wit, it banishes all sense.