Nothing Is Irredeemably Ugly But Sin.

When Passion Is Not Fed, It Changes To Need. At This Juncture, Marriage Becomes A Fixed Idea In The Mind Of The Bourgeois, Being The Only Means Whereby He Can Win A Woman And Appropriate Her To His Uses.

Constancy Will Always Be The Genius Of Love, The Indication Of That Strength Which Constitutes The Poet. A Man Should Possess All Women In His Wife, Like Those Squalid Poetasters Of The Seventeenth Century Who Made Fair Irises And Dazzling Chloes Of Their Lowly Manons.

Passion Is Universal Humanity. Without It Religion, History, Romance And Art Would Be Useless.

Great Love Affairs Start With Champagne And End With Tisane.

Men Are So Made That They Can Resist Sound Argument, And Yet Yield To A Glance.