The Passion Of Love Is Essentially Selfish,

One Of The Glories Of Society Is To Have Created Woman Where Nature Had Made Only A Female; To Have Created A Continuity Of Desire Where Nature Thought Only Of Perpetuating The Species; And, In Fine, To Have Invented Love.

Ambitious Men Spend Their Youth In Rendering Themselves Worthy Of Patronage; It Is Their Great Mistake. While The Foolish Creatures Are Laying In Stores Of Knowledge And Energy, So That They Shall Not Sink Under The Weight Of Responsible Posts That Recede From Them, Schemers Come And Go Who Are Wealthy In Words And Destitute Of Ideas, Astonish The Ignorant, And Creep Into The Confidence Of Those Who Have A Little Knowledge.

A Wife Is Property That One Acquires By Contract, She Is Transferable, Because Possession Of Her Requires Title; In Fact, Woman Is, So To Speak, Only Man's Appendage; Consequently, Slice, Cut, Clip Her, You Have All Rights To Her.

Nothing About Me Surprises Me.

There Are Two Kinds Of Poets: Those Who Feel And Those Who Express Themselves. The Former Are Happier.