[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.
There is no second country for an Englishman, except a ship and the sea.
Glory can be for a woman but the brilliant morning of happiness.
The greater part of what women write about women is mere sycophancy to man.
Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end.
Goethe has made a remark upon the perfectability of the human mind, which is full of sagacity: It is always advancing, but in a spiral line.