A faithful woman looks to the spring, a good book, perfume, earthquakes, and divine revelation for the experience others find in a lover. They deceive their husbands, so to speak, with the entire world, men excepted.

Faithful women are all alike, they think only of their fidelity, never of their husbands.

The stage play is a trial, not a deed of violence. The soul is opened, like the combination of a safe, by means of a word. You don't require an acetylene torch.

A man has only one way of being immortal on earth: he has to forget he is a mortal.

There is an invisible garment woven around us from our earliest years; it is made of the way we eat, the way we walk, the way we greet people.

Their own kind of logic which cries for miracles and, on occasion.

Everyone always dies for his country. If you have lived in it, well and wisely and actively, you die for it too.