No frozen-hearted woman ever I laid eyes on but has made duty her religion.

The more illegal a profit, the more tenaciously a man clings to it.

Vulgar souls look hastily and superficially at the sea and accuse it of monotony; other more privileged beings could spend a lifetime admiring it and discovering new and changing phenomena that delight them. So it is with love.

Lofty souls are always inclined to make a virtue of misfortune.

We do not wish success yet we obtain it. Always we find what we are not looking for. These words are too true not to become a proverb some day.

To lese-majeste and contempt of court, we must add the crime of lese-million, that fearful indignity we visit on the rich when we expose the impotence of gold.

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.