Love which economizes is never true love.

Our heart is a treasury; if you pour out all its wealth at once, you are bankrupt.

This surface good-nature which captivates a new acquaintance and is no bar to treachery, which knows no scruple and is never at fault for an excuse, which makes an outcry at the wound which it condones, is one of the most distinctive features of the journalist. This camaraderie (the word is a stroke of genius) corrodes the noblest minds; it eats into their pride like rust, kills the germ of great deeds, and lends a sanction to moral cowardice.

What patient can trust the knowledge of a physician without reputation or furniture, in a period when publicity is all-powerful and when the government gilds the lamp posts on the Place de la Concorde in order to dazzle the poor?

Women, when they have made a sheep of a man, always tell him that he is a lion with a will of iron.

When Religion and Royalty are swept away, the people will attack the great, and after the great, they will fall upon the rich.

The boor covers himself, the rich man or the fool adorns himself, and the elegant man gets dressed.