There is always a certain peace in being what one is, in being that completely.

Sisterly love is, of all sentiments, the most abstract. Nature does not grant it any functions.

It's perfectly obvious that somebody's responsible and somebody's innocent. Otherwise it [justice] makes no sense at all.

If we have anything kind to say, any tender sentiment to express, we feel a sense of shame.

I think the family is the place where the most ridiculous and least respectable things in the world go on.

This free will business is a bit terrifying anyway. It's almost pleasanter to obey, and make the most of it.

A long association-prolonged human contact, when a man and woman live together-this ends up producing a sort of rot, a poison.