The woman who does not choose to love should cut the matter short at once, by holding out no hopes to her suitor.

Bashfulness is not becoming to maidenhood, though modesty always is.

envy and hatred fascinate the eyes and never make them see things as they are.

We shall all be perfectly virtuous when there is no longer any flesh on our bones.

The more hidden the venom, the more dangerous it is.

Delicacy is the genuine tint of virtue.

Excitement is the drunkenness of the spirits. Only calm waters reflect heaven in their bosom.