When one woman strikes at the heart of another, she seldom misses, and the wound is invariably fatal.

Will you, then, never grow weary of being unjust?

I am astonished at the pleasure one experiences in doing good; and I should be tempted to believe that what we call virtuous people have not so much merit as they lead us to suppose.

It was there, in particular, that I confirmed the truth that love, which we cry up as the source of our pleasures, is nothing more than an excuse for them.

I see you are already as timid as a slave: you might as well be in love.

There is no woman in the world who does not abuse the power she has been able to acquire