A strange effect of marriage, such as the nineteenth century has made it! The boredom of married life inevitably destroys love, when love has preceded marriage. And yet, as a philosopher has observed, it speedily brings about, among people who are rich enough not to have to work, an intense boredom with all quiet forms of enjoyment. And it is only dried up hearts, among women, that it does not predispose to love.

In love, unlike most other passions, the recollection of what you have had and lost is always better than what you can hope for in the future.

When intimacy followed love in Italy there were no longer any vain pretensions between two lovers.

A man who is half an idiot, but who keeps a sharp lookout and acts prudently all his life, often enjoys the pleasure of triumphing over men of more imagination than he

The worst of prison life, he thought, was not being able to close his door.

Every true passion thinks only of itself.

Beauty is nothing but a promise of happiness.