The more sins you confess, the more books you will sell.
Men lose more conquests by their own awkwardness than by any virtue in the woman.
If God had to give a woman wrinkles, He might at least have put them on the soles of her feet.
Ennui, the parent of expensive and ruinous vices.
What is death, after all? We leave only mortals behind us.
Equality is the share of every one at their advent upon earth, and equality is also theirs when placed beneath it.