I think the worst woman that ever existed would have made a man of very passable reputation -- they are all better than us and their faults such as they are must originate with ourselves.

Ah, nut-brown partridges! Ah, brilliant pheasants! And ah, ye poachers!--'Tis no sport for peasants.

It is true from early habit, one must make love mechanically as one swims; I was once very fond of both, but now as I never swim unless I tumble into the water, I don't make love till almost obliged.

Man marks the earth with ruin - his control stops with the shore.

They truly mourn, that mourn without a witness.

I am always most religious upon a sunshiny day.

Accursed be the city where the laws would stifle nature's!