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There are three ways for a man to get popular with women. The first is to love them, the second to sympathize with their inclinations, and the third to give them reasons that will raise them in their own estimation. In other words, love them, love what they love, or cause them to love themselves better. Love, always love.
A woman knows that a man is in love with her long before he does. A woman's intuition is keener than her sight; in fact, it is a sixth sense given to her by nature, and which is more powerful than the other five put together.
Very beautiful, as well as very good, women are seldom very clever or very witty; yet a beautiful woman who is good is the masterpiece of creation.
A woman will often more easily resist the love which she feels for a man than the love which she inspires in him. It is in the most beautiful nature of woman to consider herself as a reward, but it is also, unfortunately for her, too often her misfortune.
We admire a foreigner who gets naturalized in our own country, and despise a compatriot who makes a foreigner of himself. If a man joins our religion, we call him converted; if one of ours goes over to another, we call him perverted. In the same way, we blame the inconstancy of a woman when she leaves us for another, and we find her charming when she leaves another to come to us.
The reputation that a woman should try to obtain and deserve is to be a sensible woman in her house and an amiable woman in society.
Frivolous love may satisfy a man and a woman for a time, but only true and earnest love can satisfy a husband and a wife. Only this kind of love will survive the thousand-and-one little drawbacks of matrimony.
Men and women can no more conceal the love they feel than they can feign the one which they feel not.
Love feeds on contrasts to such an extent that you see dark men prefer blondes, poets marry cooks and laundresses, clever men marry fools, and giants marry dwarfs.
God has created beautiful women in order to force upon men the belief in His existence.
Like all the other fruits placed on earth for the delectation of men, the most beautiful women are not always the best and the most delicious.
In the heroic times of chivalry men drew their swords for the sake of women; in these modern prosaic ones they draw their cheques.
Women entertain but little respect for men who have blind confidence in their love and devotion; they much prefer those who feel that they have to constantly keep alive the first and deserve the second.
A woman can take the measure of a man in half the time it takes a man to have the least notion of a woman.
There are three kinds of men: those who will come across temptations and resist them, those who will avoid them for fear of succumbing, and those who seek them. Among the first are to be found only men whose love for a woman is the first consideration of their lives.
Young girls should bear in mind that husbands are not creatures who are always making love, any more than soldiers are men who are always fighting.
A love affair will interest even a very old woman, just as the account of a race will always interest an old jockey. Habit, you see!
The friendship of women for women is very often less based on love, or even sympathy, than on little indiscreet confidences which they may have made to one another.
In order that love may be lasting, it must be closely allied with tried friendship. One cannot replace the other, but so long as both march abreast, living together, a man and a woman can find life delicious.
It is not matrimony that kills love, but the way in which many people live in the state of matrimony. It may be affirmed, however, that only intelligent diplomatists (alas! the select few!) can make love last long in matrimonial life.
Women who suggest to the mind notes of interrogation are more interesting than those, too perfect, who only suggest notes of admiration.
Constant reproaches do not kill love so quickly and so surely as constant reminders of what one has done to deserve gratitude. Why? Simply because Cupid loves freedom, and lives on it. To ask for love as a debt of gratitude is like forcing it, and the failure is fatal.
Women are all actresses. What makes actresses so fascinating and attractive to men is that they are women twice over.
Woman is weak and man is strong—so we constantly hear, at any rate. Then why, in the name of common-sense, do we expect to find in women virtues that demand a strength of which we men are not capable?
There are women in the world who love with such ardour, such sincerity, and such devotion, that, after their death, they ought
