A man enjoys the happiness he feels, a woman the happiness she gives.

When one woman strikes at the heart of another, she seldom misses, and the wound is invariably fatal.

I am astonished at the pleasure one experiences in doing good; and I should be tempted to believe that what we call virtuous people have not so much merit as they lead us to suppose.

I see you are already as timid as a slave: you might as well be in love.

...it is not for the illusion of a moment to govern the choice of a lifetime.

It has become necessary for me to have this woman, so as to save myself from the ridicule of being in love with her: for to what lengths will a man not be driven by thwarted desire?

Truth to tell, the longer I live, the more I'm tempted to think that the only moderately worthwhile people in the world are you and I.