Women prefer emotions to reasoning.

Beauty is only a promise of happiness.

One can acquire everything in solitude except character.

A novel is a mirror which passes over a highway. Sometimes it reflects to your eyes the blue of the skies, at others the churned-up mud of the road.

Politics in the middle of things that concern the imagination are like a pistol-shot in the middle of a concert.

I see but one rule: to be clear .