It is as easy to dream a book as it is hard to write one.
A lover always thinks of his mistress first and himself second; with a husband it runs the other way.
Thought is a key to all treasures; the miser's gains are ours without his cares. Thus I have soared above this world, where my enjoyments have been intellectual joys.
Life is simply what out feelings do to us.
Passion is born deaf and dumb.
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.