It is with blows dealt by public contempt that a husband kills his wife in the nineteenth century; it is by shutting the doors ofall the drawing-rooms in her face.

Never had he found himself so close to those terrible weapons of feminine artillery.

The French are the wittiest, the most charming, and up to the present, at all events, the least musical race on Earth.

It is better to have a prosaic husband and to take a romantic lover.

Women prefer emotions to reasoning.

War was then no longer this noble and unified outburst of souls in love with glory that he had imagined from Napoleon's proclamations.

The idea which tyrants find most useful is the idea of God.