The more a man judges the less he loves.[Also known as: The more one judges, the less one loves.]
The moment a wife decides to break her marriage vow she reckons her husband as everything or nothing.
The married woman who is the most chaste may be also the most voluptuous.
The married woman is a slave whom one must know how to set upon a throne.
The married couple who intend to love each other during their whole life have no notion of a honeymoon; for them it has no existence, or rather its existence is perennial; they are like the immortals who do not understand death.
The man who enters his wife’s dressing-room is either a philosopher or an imbecile.
The majority of husbands to this orang-outang trying to play the violin.
The lover submits to all the caprices of a woman; and as a man is never vile while he lies in the arms of his mistress, he will take the means to please her that a husband would recoil from.
The interest of a husband as much as his honor forbids him to indulge a pleasure which he has not had the skill to make his wife desire.
The inexorable box which keeps its mouth open to all comers receives its epistolary provender from all hands.
The husband who leaves nothing to desire is a lost man.
The fate of the home depends on the first night.
