There Is No Friendship That

I Came To Paris With Four écus In My Pocket, And I’d Have Fought With Anybody Who Told Me I Was In No Condition To Buy The Louvre.

(...) The Tree Forsakes Not The Flower: The Flower Falls From The Tree.

...for, However All Other Feelings May Be Withered In A Woman's Nature, There Is Always One Bright Smiling Spot In The Maternal Breast, And That Is Where A Dearly-beloved Child Is Concerned.

You Are Very Amiable, No Doubt, But You Would Be Charming If You Would Only Depart.

Never Fear Quarrels, But Seek Hazardous Adventures.