A husband who submits to his wife's yoke is justly held an object of ridicule. A woman's influence ought to be entirely concealed.

A good husband is never the first to go to sleep at night or the last to awake in the morning.

One exits with one's husband -- one lives with one's lover.

Love may be or it may not, but where it is, it ought to reveal itself in its immensity.

A lover always thinks of his mistress first and himself second; with a husband it runs the other way.

It is as absurd to say that a man can't love one woman all the time as it is to say that a violinist needs several violins to play the same piece of music.