[To Bonaparte, when asked why she meddled in politics:] Sire, when women have their heads cut off, it is but just they should know the reason.
Society develops wit, but its contemplation alone forms genius.
Purity of mind and conduct is the first glory of a woman.
Glory can be for a woman but the brilliant morning of happiness.
In women's destiny everything goes downhill except for thought, whose immortal nature it is to keep constantly rising.
Life, for me, is living among my friends.