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Virtually all men of action incline to Fatality just as most thinkers incline to Providence.
Remorse is impotence, impotence which sins again. Repentance alone is powerful; it ends all.
Happiness lends poetic charms to woman, and dress adorns her like a delicate tinge of rouge.
Gratitude is a fool's word; we find it in the dictionary, but it is not in the heart of man.
Our most bitter enemies are our own kith and kin. Kings have no brothers, no sons, no mother!
We do not attach ourselves lastingly to anything that has not cost us care, labor or longing.
Men who pay their tailors never amount to anything, they never even become Cabinet ministers.
When attempted self-destruction does not cure a man of life, it cures him of voluntary death.
To feel, to love, to suffer, to devote herself, will always be the text of the life of woman.
A good husband is never the first to go to sleep at night or the last to awake in the morning.
All humanity is passion; without passion, religion, history, novels, art would be ineffectual.
The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness.
Passion is universal humanity. Without it religion, history, romance and art would be useless.
Our energies are often stimulated by the necessity of supporting a being weaker than ourselves.
The passion of love is essentially selfish, while motherhood widens the circle of our feelings.
Give to a wounded heart seclusion; consolation nor reason ever effected anything in such a case.
In the medical profession a horse and carriage are more necessary than any scientific knowledge.
Rare is the man who suffers no remorse as he passes from the state of confidant to that of rival.
One of the most detestable habits of Lilliputian minds is to find their own littleness in others.
He has great tranquility of heart who cares neither for the praises nor the fault-finding of men.
My writing table has seen all my wretchedness, knows all my plans, has overheard all my thoughts.
Everybody all over the world takes a wife's estimate into account in forming an opinion of a man.
First love is a kind of vaccination which saves a man from catching the complaint the second time.
No woman dares to refuse love without a motive, for nothing is more natural than to yield to love.
For certain people, misfortune is a beacon that lights up the dark and baser sides of social life.
During the great storms of our lives we imitate those captains who jettison their weightiest cargo.
No society is complete without some victim, a creature to pity, to jeer at, to scorn or to protect.
We exaggerate misfortune and happiness alike. We are never as bad off or as happy as we say we are.
The secret of great fortunes without apparent cause is a crime forgotten, for it was properly done.
Women, when they have made a sheep of a man, always tell him that he is a lion with a will of iron.
The boor covers himself, the rich man or the fool adorns himself, and the elegant man gets dressed.
Vocations which we wanted to pursue, but didn't, bleed, like colors, on the whole of our existence.
Noble hearts are neither jealous nor afraid because jealousy spells doubt and fear spells pettiness.
Some day you will find out that there is far more happiness in another's happiness than in your own.
Loyalty in time of need is possibly one of the noblest of victories a courtier can win over himself.
If we all said to people's faces what we say behind one another's backs, society would be impossible.
Nobody loves a woman because she is handsome or ugly, stupid or intelligent. We love because we love.
A lover always thinks of his mistress first and himself second; with a husband it runs the other way.
A young bride is like a plucked flower; but a guilty wife is like a flower that had been walked over.
In a husband, there is only a man; in a married woman, there is a man, a father, a mother and a woman.
There are two kinds of poets: those who feel and those who express themselves. The former are happier.
Marriage is an institution necessary to the maintenance of society but contrary to the laws of nature.
No man has ever yet discovered the way to give friendly advice to any woman, not even to his own wife.
How sternly we reproach virtue for its failings, how indulgent we are to the better qualities of vice!
Women see everything or nothing according to the inclination of their hearts. Love is their sole light.
To man, faith; to woman, doubt. She bears the heavier burden. Does not woman invariably suffer for two?
The woman you buy takes a great deal of money. The woman who gives herself to you takes all your money.
Innocence alone dares commit certain acts of audacity. Virtue, when tutored, is as calculating as vice.
There are no principles; there are only events. There is no good and bad, there are only circumstances.
The errors of women spring, almost always, from their faith in the good, or their confidence in the true