Those horses must have been Spanish jennets, born of mares mated with a zephyr; for they went as swiftly as the wind, and the moon, which had risen at our departure to give us light, rolled through the sky like a wheel detached from its carriage.

The cat makes himself the companion of your hours of solitude, melancholy and toil.

What well-bred woman would refuse her heart to a man who had just saved her life? Not one; and gratitude is a short cut which speedily leads to love.

Good heavens! what a foolish thing is this pretended perfectibility of the human race which is continually being dinned into our ears!

Once [a cat] has given its love, what absolute confidence, what fidelity of affection!

The purity of a person's heart can be quickly measured by how they regard animals

Only that which serves no end is beautiful; everything useful is ugly.