Love Is Precisely To The Moral Nature

Virtue, Perhaps, Is Nothing More Than Politeness Of Soul.

Man Is No Match For Woman Where Mischief Reigns.

The Privilege Of Feeling At Home Everywhere Belongs Only To Kings, Wolves And Robbers.

But Also Remember: If You Have Any Genuine Feelings, Hide Them Like Treasure; Never Let Anyone So Much As Suspect Them, Or You're Lost. Instead Of Being The Executioner, You'll Be The Victim. And If You Ever Fall In Love, Keep That Absolutely Secret! Never Breathe A Word Until You're Completely Sure Of The Person To Whom You Open Your Heart. And To Protect That Love, Even Before You Feel It, Learn To Despise The World.

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.