Necessity Is Often The Spur To Genius.

Few Men Are Raised In Our Estimation By Being Too Closely Examined.

What A Thing Of Fantasy A Woman May Become After Dusk.

In France Everything Is A Matter For Jest. People Make Quips About The Scaffold, About Napoleon's Defeat On The Banks Of The Beresina, And About The Barricades Of Our Revolutions. So, At The Assizes Of The Last Judgment, There Will Always Be A Frenchmen To Crack A Joke.

A Man's Own Vanity Is A Swindler That Never Lacks For A Dupe.

The Pleasures Of Love Proceed Successively From A Distich To A Quatrain, From A Quatrain To A Sonnet, From A Sonnet To A Ballad, From A Ballad To An Ode, From An Ode To A Cantata, And From A Cantata To A Dithyramb. A Husband Who Begins With The Dithyramb Is A Fool.