Marius set out at his accustomed hour for the Luxembourg. He met Courfeyrac on the way and pretended not to see him. Courfeyrac said later to his friends: 'I've just seen Marius's new hat and suit with Marius inside them. I suppose he was going to sit for an examination. He looked thoroughly silly.

In the case of sand as in that of woman, there is a fineness which is treacherous.

Women play with their beauty as children do with a knife. They wound themselves.

God must not be judged from appearances. Beneath the gilding of heaven I perceive a poverty-stricken universe. Creation is bankrupt.

A creature so beautiful that God would have preferred her to the Virgin and have chosen her for his mother and have wished to be born of her if she had been in existence when he was made man!

I don't think that women need to smell interesting.

If it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, looks like a duck, and you think it's a pig, it's a pig.

Just because we all have wombs doesn't mean we have to be mothers, just like we all have vocal cords doesn't mean we're all opera singers.

How thankful I am, how thankful we all must be, for the women in our lives. God bless them. May His great love distill upon them and crown them with luster and beauty, grace and faith.

If truth is beauty, how come no one has their hair done in a library?

Red lips don't look good on blotchy, uneven skin.

The world doesn't need what women have, it needs what women are.