Is there any instinct more deeply implanted in the heart of man than the pride of protection, a protection which is constantly exerted for a fragile and defenceless creature?

The passion of love is essentially selfish, while motherhood widens the circle of our feelings.

France is a country that loves to change their government if it is always the same.

Though your vulgarian does not readily admit that feelings can change overnight, certainly two lovers often part far more abruptly than they came together.

When chaste people need body or mind to resort to action or thought, they find steel in their muscles or knowledge in their intelligence. Theirs the diabolic vigor or the black magic of will power.

The union of a want and a sentiment.

But does not happiness come from the soul within?