People do not read stupidities with impunity.
To contemplate is to look at shadows.
Life is a theatre set in which there are but few practicable entrances.
You who suffer because you love, love still more. To die of love, is to live by it.
He who contemplates the depths of Paris is seized with vertigo. Nothing is more fantastic. Nothing is more tragic. Nothing is more sublime.
Without vanity, without coquetry, without curiosity, in a word, without the fall, woman would not be woman. Much of her grace is in her frailty.