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.

A man is given the choice between loving women and understanding them

Wit is a dangerous talent in friendship.

When our desires are fulfilled, we never fail to realize the wealth of imagination and the paucity of reality.

Fair is not fair, but that which pleaseth.

Old age is women's hell.

Gossip, like ennui, is born of idleness.