Women bestow on friendship only what they borrow from love.
The art of the parenthesis is one of the greatest secrets of eloquence in Society
Living is a sickness to which sleep provides relief every sixteen hours. It's a palliative. The remedy is death.
A modicum of discord is the very spice of courtship.
Your intelligence often bears the same relation to your heart as the library of a chateau does to its owner.
Women of the world crave excitement.