Fondness is a poor substitute for friendship.

Taught from infancy that beauty is woman's sceptre, the mind shapes itself to the body, and roaming round its gilt cage, only seeks to adorn its prison.

In every age there has been a stream of popular opinion that has carried all before it, and given a family character, as it were, to the century.

As a sex, women are habitually indolent; and every thing tends to make them so.

Women all want to be ladies, which is simply to have nothing to do, but listlessly to go they scarcely care where, for they cannot tell what.

When poverty is more disgraceful than even vice, is not morality cut to the quick?

Love from its very nature must be transitory. To seek for a secret that would render it constant would be as wild a search as for the philosopher’s stone or the grand panacea: and the discovery would be equally useless, or rather pernicious to mankind. The most holy band of society is friendship.