All sorrows are less with bread.

Her father guarded her, and she guarded herself; for there are no padlocks, bolts, or bars, that secure a maiden better than her own reserve.

It seldom happens that any felicity comes so pure as not to be tempered and allayed by some mixture of sorrow.

In order to attain the impossible, one must attempt the absurd.

Laws that only threaten, and are not kept, become like the log that was given to the frogs to be their king, which they feared at first, but soon scorned and trampled on.

Urgent necessity prompts many to do things, at the very thoughts of which they perhaps would start at other times.

All women are good - good for nothing, or good for something.