Women are always eagerly on the lookout for any emotion.

Far less envy in America than in France.

A woman of generous character will sacrifice her life a thousand times over for her lover, but will break with him for ever over a question of pride.

The shepherd always tries to persuade the sheep that their interests and his own are the same.

The tyranny of public opinion (and what an opinion!) is as fatuous in the small towns of France as it is in the United States of America.

A novel is like a bow, and the violin that produces the sound is the reader's soul.

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