Inconstancy is the child of satiety.

Never tell a loved one of an infidelity: you would be badly rewarded for your troubles. Although one dislikes being deceived, one likes even less to be undeceived.

Gossip, like ennui, is born of idleness.

Memory is ever active, ever true. Alas, if it were only as easy to forget!

Who has not raised a tombstone, here and there, over buried hopes and dead joys, on the road of life? Like the scars of the heart, they are not to be obliterated.

One must choose between loving women and knowing them.

Firmness is great; persistency is greater.