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.

The brave men die in war. It takes great luck or judgment not to be killed. Once‚ at least‚ the head has to bow and the knee has to bend to danger. The soldiers who march back under the triumphal arches are death's deserters.

A wife loves out of duty, and duty leads to constraint, and constraint kills desire.

There is nothing so wrong in this world that a sensible woman can't set it right in the course of an afternoon.

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

Human beings are like timid punctuation marks sprinkled among the incomprehensible sentences of life.

The spirit of a nation is what counts-the look in its eyes.