A young man must let his ideas grow, not be continually rooting them up to see how they are getting on.

The wives who are not deserted, but who have to feed and clothe and comfort and scold and advise, are the true objects of commiseration; wives whose existence is given over to a ceaseless vigil of cantankerous affection.

Terrible and sublime thought, that every moment is supreme for some man and woman, every hour the apotheosis of some passion!

There is nothing like an odor to stir memories.

The world belongs to the Enthusiast who keeps cool.

Woman dwell always in the palace of unpalatable truth and never by any chance is there a magic talisman to save them from their destiny. Speech is their ultimate need. We men exist for them only in so far as we can be described.

A young man must let his ideas grow, not be continually rooting them up to see how they are getting on.