Some delicate matters must be treated like pins, because if they are not seized by the right end, we get pricked.

In love we are not only liable to betray ourselves, but also the secrets of others.

To protect ourselves against the storms of passion, marriage with a woman is a harbor in the tempest; but with a bad woman it is a tempest in the harbor.

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

Some delicate matters must be treated like pins, because if they are not seized by the right end, we get pricked.

When our friends are alive, we see the good qualities they lack; dead, we remember only those they possessed.

Do you know a young and beautiful woman who is not ready to flirt-just a little?