Money has only a different value in the eyes of each.

To know nothing, or little, is in the nature of some husbands. To hide, in the nature of how many women? Oh, ladies! how many of you have surreptitious milliners' bills? How many of you have gowns and bracelets which you daren't show, or which you wear trembling?--trembling, and coaxing with smiles the husband by your side, who does not know the new velvet gown from the old one, or the new bracelet from last year's, or has any notion that the ragged-looking yellow lace scarf cost forty guineas and that Madame Bobinot is writing dunning letters every week for the money!

A clever, ugly man every now and then is successful with the ladies, but a handsome fool is irresistible.

If a man's character is to be abused, say what you will, there's nobody like a relative to do the business.

We are most of us very lonely in this world; you who have any who love you, cling to them and thank God.

Fairy roses, fairy rings, turn out sometimes troublesome things.

To our betters eve can reconcile ourselves, if you please--respecting them sincerely, laughing at their jokes, making allowance for their stupidities, meekly suffering their insolence; but we can't pardon our equals going beyond us.