The more a race is governed by its passions, the less it has acquired the habit of cautious and reasoned argument, the more intense will be its love of music.

Life is very short, and it ought not to be spent crawling at the feet of miserable scoundrels.

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

The only unhappiness is a life of boredom.

I no longer find such pleasure in that preeminently good society, of which I was once so fond. It seems to me that beneath a cloak of clever talk it proscribes all energy, all originality. If you are not a copy, people accuse you of being ill-mannered.

People happy in love have an air of intensity.

Any man who talks about his love affairs thereby proves he is ignorant of love and is moved only by vanity.