To lose one parent may be regarded as a misfortune; to lose both looks like carelessness.

But we never get back our youth… The pulse of joy that beats in us at twenty becomes sluggish. Our limbs fail, our senses rot. We degenerate into hideous puppets, haunted by the memory of the passions of which we were too much afraid, and the exquisite temptations that we had not the courage to yield to.

There is no feeling more comforting and consoling than knowing you are right next to the one you love.

Marriage is the one subject on which all women agree and all men disagree.

The supreme vice is shallowness.

One should always be a little improbable.

The sure way of knowing nothing about life is to try to make oneself useful.