One of those beings who die, as they have lived, children One is never kind when one is in love One half of his life belonged to the poor One would think that the wind would put them out: the stars One of those pious persons who always think evil One of those trustful men who did not judge when they loved One does not judge those whom one loves One should never leave the one whom one loves One may think of marrying, but one ought not to try to marry One amuses one's self at the risk of dying One doesn't offer apologies to a man in his wrath Only a man, wavering and changeable Only one thing infamous in love, and that is a falsehood Opposing his orders with steady, irritating inertia Ordinary, trivial, every-day objects Ostensibly you sit at the feast without paying the cost Others found delight in the most ordinary amusements Our tempers are like an opera-glass Paint from nature Paris has become like a little country town in its gossip Pass half the day in procuring two cakes, worth three sous Patience, should he encounter a dull page here or there People meeting to "have it out" usually say nothing at first People whose principle was never to pay a doctor Perfection does not exist Pessimism of to-day sneering at his confidence of yesterday Picturesquely ugly Pitiful checker-board of life Playing checkers, that mimic warfare of old men Plead the lie to get at the truth Pleasures of an independent code of morals Police regulations known as religion Poor France of Jeanne d'Arc and of Napoleon Poverty brings wrinkles Poverty, you see, is a famous schoolmistress Power to work, that was never disturbed or weakened by anything Power of necessity Prayers swallowed like pills by invalids at a distance Pride supplies some sufferers with necessary courage Princes ought never to be struck, except on the head Princesses ceded like a town, and must not even weep Principle that art implied selection Principles alone, without faith in some higher sanction Prisoners of work Progress can never be forced on without danger Property of all who are strong enough to stand it Pure caprice that I myself mistook for a flash of reason Put herself on good terms with God, in case He should exist Quarrel had been, so to speak, less sad than our reconciliation Question is not to discover what will suit us Rather do not give--make yourself sought after Reading the Memoirs of Constant Reason before the deed, and not after Recesses of her mind which she preferred not to open Reckon yourself happy if in your husband you find a lover Recollection of past dangers to increase the present joy Recommended a scrupulous observance of nature Recourse to concessions is often as fatal to women as to kings Redouble their boasting after each defeat Regards his happiness as a proof of superiority Relatives whom she did not know and who irritated her Remedy infallible against the plague and against reserve Repeated and explained what he had already said and explained