Modesty is the conscience of the body.
Necessity is often the spur to genius.
Love is the poetry of the senses.
Bureaucracy is a giant mechanism operated by pygmies.
Thought is a key to all treasures; the miser's gains are ours without his cares. Thus I have soared above this world, where my enjoyment have been intellectual joys.
No husband will ever be better avenged than by his wife's lover.
Death unites as well as separates; it silences all paltry feeling.
It is easier to be a lover than a husband for the simple reason that it is more difficult to be witty every day than to say pretty things from time to time.
The prodigality of millionaires is comparable only to their greed of gain. Let some whim or passion seize them and money is of no account. In fact these Croesuses find whims and passions harder to come by than gold.
Excess of joy is harder to bear than any amount of sorrow.
The errors of women spring, almost always, from their faith in the good, or their confidence in the true.
The art of motherhood involves much silent, unobtrusive self-denial, an hourly devotion which finds no detail too minute.
Novelty is both delightful and deceptive.
Hatred is the vice of narrow souls; they feed it with all their littleness, and make it the pretext of base tyrannies.
Imaginative, sanguine men will never recognize that in negotiations the most dangerous moment of all is when everything is moving according to their wishes.