To seem sorrowful is not in good taste: You're supposed to seem bored.
A forty-year-old woman is only something to men who have loved her in her youth.
Our true passions are selfish.
...one of the traits of genius is not to drag its thought through the rut worn by vulgar minds.
The ordinary procedure of the nineteenth century is that when a powerful and noble personage encounters a man of feeling, he kills, exiles, imprisons or so humiliates him that the other, like a fool, dies of grief.
Indeed, man has two different beings inside him. What devil thought of that malicious touch?