It is almost impossible to find those who admire us entirely lacking in taste.

There is a proverb in the South that a woman laughs when she can, and weeps when she pleases.

No woman dares express all she thinks.

We are told to walk noiselessly through the world, that we may waken neither hatred, nor envy; but, alas! what can we do when they never sleep!

An angry woman is vindictive beyond measure, and hesitates at nothing in her bitterness.

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

The politics of courtiers resemble their shadows; they cringe and turn with the sun of the day.