France lost a great novel last night.

Try as you will, you cannot annihilate that eternal relic of the human heart, love.

What is fright by night is curiosity by day.

She had had sweet dreams, which possibly arose from the fact that her little bed was very white.

Cheerfulness is like money well expended in charity; the more we dispense of it, the greater our possession.

Die, very good, but do not make others die. Suicides like the one which is about to take place here are sublime, but suicide is restricted, and does not allow of extension; and so soon as it affects your neighbors, suicide becomes murder.

Knowledge is a weight added to conscience.