A vain man finds it wise to speak good or ill of himself; a modest man does not talk of himself.

A coquette is one that is never to be persuaded out of the passion she has to please, nor out of a good opinion of her own beauty: time and years she regards as things that only wrinkle and decay other women, forgetting that age is written in the face, and that the same dress which became her when she was young now only makes her look older.

Caprice in woman is the antidote to beauty.

How much wit, good-nature, indulgences, how many good offices and civilities, are required among friends to accomplish in some years what a lovely face or a fine hand does in a minute!

One should never risk a joke, even of the mildest and most unexceptional charters, except among people of culture and wit.

The doctors allow one to die, the charlatans kill.

Grief that is dazed and speechless is out of fashion: the modern woman mourns her husband loudly and tells you the whole story of his death, which distresses her so much that she forgets not the slightest detail about it.