How easy love makes fools of us.
It is not only for what we do that we are held responsible, but also for what we do not do.
One ought to look a good deal at oneself before thinking of condemning others.
It is a strange enterprise to make respectable people laugh.
The world, dear Agnes, is a strange affair.
Gold is the key, whatever else we try; and that sweet metal aids the conqueror in every case, in love as well as war.