Believe me, my boy, women don't love a man for himself but as a weapon against other women.
Heureux sont ceux qui peuvent aimer et haïr sans feinte, sans détour, sans nuance.
...because all happiness is contagious, and disarms the spirit of hatred.
...she cried because prejudice outlives passion and because she was sentimentally patriotic.
What separates or unites people is not their language, their laws, their customs, their principles, but the way they hold their knife and fork.