I live on good soup, not on fine words.

How easily a fathers tenderness is recalled, and how quickly a son's offenses vanish at the slightest word of repentance!

Tobacco is the passion of honest men and he who lives without tobacco is not worthy of living.

If everyone were clothed with integrity, if every heart were just, frank, kindly, the other virtues would be well-nigh useless.

Outside of Paris, there is no hope for the cultured.

No matter what Aristotle and the Philosophers say, nothing is equal to tobacco; it's the passion of the well-bred, and he who lives without tobacco lives a life not worth living.

Hypocrisy is a fashionable vice, and all fashionable vices pass for virtue.