Nowadays, to be hopelessly in love, or to be wearied of life, constitutes social position.
Love is immense, but it is not infinite, while science has limitless depths.
Prosperity brings with it an intoxication, which inferior natures never resist.
It is but the heart that does not age.
The graces of manner and conversation are gifts of nature, or the fruit of an education begun at the cradle.
As soon as a misfortune occurs, some friend or other is always ready to tell us, and to run a dagger into our hearts, while expecting us to admire the handle.
It is frequently at the very moment when men most despair of their future that their fortune begins.
To talk of love is to make love.
A married woman is a slave who needs a throne.
The grandeur of desires is in proportion to the breadth of the imagination.