A husband who submits to his wife's yoke is justly held an object of ridicule. A woman's influence ought to be entirely concealed.
Honore De Balzac
Mankind are not perfect, but one age is more or less hypocritical than another, and then simpletons say that its morality is high or low.
For avarice begins where poverty ends.
Yes, it is time I was dead; there is nothing left me to do but to die. I am no good in the world; I am no longer a father!
The virtues we acquire, which develop slowly within us, are the invisible links that bind each one of our existences to the others -- existences which the spirit alone remembers, for matter has no memory for spiritual things.
Hatred is the vice of narrow souls; they feed it with all their littleness, and make it the pretext of base tyrannies.