Plenty of things in life are superlatively uninteresting; so that it is one-half of art to select from realities those which contain the possibility of poetry.

Every moment of happiness requires a great amount of Ignorance.

After the snows of Siberia, a man may well find merit in these black eyes of mine, which, as you used to say, ripened any fruit that I gazed upon.

When women love us, they forgive us everything, even our crimes; when they do not love us, they give us credit for nothing, not even our virtues.

Political liberty, the peace of a nation, and science itself are gifts for which Fate demands a heavy tax in blood!

We women never care about anything that no one else will take.

The majority of husbands remind me of an orangutan trying to play the violin.