Women love us for our defects. If we have enough of them, they will forgive us everything, even our gigantic intellects.
When one is in love one begins by deceiving oneself. And one ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.
Twenty years of romance make a woman look like a ruin; but twenty years of marriage make her something like a public building.
The only difference between the saint and the sinner is that every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future.
Talk to every woman as if you loved her, and to every man as if he bored you, and at the end of your first season you will have the reputation of possessing the most perfect social tact.
One should never trust a woman who tells one her real age. A woman who would tell one that, would tell one anything.
One should never take sides in anything. Taking sides is the beginning of sincerity, and earnestness follows shortly afterwards, and the human being becomes a bore.