The greater part of what women write about women is mere sycophancy to man.
Life resembles Gobelin tapestry; you do not see the canvass on the right side; but when you turn it, the threads are visible.
intellect is a sin that must be atoned for by leading exactly the life of those who have none.
One must, in one's life, make a choice between boredom and suffering.
We understand death only after it has placed its hands on someone we love.
Of all human sentiments, enthusiasm creates the most happiness; it is the only sentiment in fact which gives real happiness, the only sentiment which can help us to bear our human destiny in any situation in which we may find ourselves.