If God had to give a woman wrinkles, He might at least have put them on the soles of her feet.

Indiscretion and wickedness, be it known, are first cousins.

Ennui, the parent of expensive and ruinous vices.

Love without desire is a delusion: it does not exist in nature.

The passions do not die out; they burn out.

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

Old age is women's hell.