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

True love makes the thought of death frequent, easy, without terrors; it merely becomes the standard of comparison, the price one would pay for many things.

God's only excuse is that he does not exist.

When a man leaves his mistress, he runs the risk of being betrayed two or three times daily.

Indeed, man has two different beings inside him. What devil thought of that malicious touch?

I think no woman I have had ever gave me so sweet a moment, or at so light a price, as the moment I owe to a newly heard musical phrase.

One can acquire everything in solitude except character.