Marriage -- yes, it is the supreme felicity of life. I concede it. And it is also the supreme tragedy of life. The deeper the love the surer the tragedy. And the more disconsolating when it comes.

France has neither winter nor summer nor morals. Apart from these drawbacks it is a fine country.

When all is said and done, the one sole condition that makes spiritual happiness and preserves it is the absence of doubt.

Love seems the swiftest, but it is the slowest of growths

A great, great deal has been said about the weather, but very little has ever been done.

I would much prefer to suffer from the clean incision of an honest lancet than from a sweetened poison.

We have not all had the good fortune to be ladies. We have not all been generals, or poets, or statesmen; but when the toast works down to the babies, we stand on common ground.