Le hasard, ma chere, est le dieu de la maternite.

L'amour est le plus joli larcin que la Societe ait su faire a la Nature; mais la maternite, n'est-ce pas la Nature dans sa joie? Un sourire a seche mes larmes.

La joie d'une mere est une lumiere qui jaillit jusque sur l'avenir et le lui eclaire, mais qui se reflete sur le passe pour lui donner le charme des souvenirs.

Il y a deux amours: celui qui commande et celui qui obeit; ils sont distincts et donnent naissance a deux passions, et l'une n'est pas l'autre.

How did they meet? By chance, like everybody ... Where did they come from? From the nearest place. Where were they going? Do we know where we are going?

Ah, when to the heart of man Was it ever less than a treason To go with the drift of things, To yield with a grace to reason, And bow and accept the end Of a l…

Accident counts for much in companionship as in marriage.