Every generous illusion of youth leaves a wrinkle as it departs. Experience is the successive disenchanting of the things of life; it is reason enriched with the heart's spoils.

Happiness is where we find it, but rarely where we seek it.

Without big words, how could many people say small things?

We forget the origin of a parvenu if he remembers it; we remember it if he forgets it.

Adversity, which makes us indulgent to others, renders them severe towards us.

There are some errors so sweet that we repent them only to bring them to memory.

Women always find their bitterest foes among their own sex.