"Have you never seen a woman before ?" "Never such a one as that." "Never one with so railing a tongue, I dare swear," said De Catinat.
"Never one with so lovely a face.

And yet there is a lovely face at the Rue St.Martin also." "You seem to have a nice taste in beauty, for all your woodland training." "Yes, for I have been cut away from women so much that when I stand before one I feel that she is something tender and sweet and holy." "You may find dames at the court who are both tender and sweet, but you will look long, my friend, before you find the holy one.

This one would ruin me if she can, and only because I have done what it was my duty to do.

To keep oneself in this court is like coming down the La Chine Rapids where there is a rock to right, and a rock to left, and another perchance in front, and if you so much as graze one, where are you and your birch canoe?
But our rocks are women, and in our canoe we bear all our worldly fortunes.

Now here is another who would sway me over to her side, and indeed I think it may prove to be the better side too." They had passed through the gateway of the palace, and the broad sweeping drive lay in front of them, dotted with carriages and horsemen.
On the gravel walks were many gaily dressed ladies, who strolled among the flower-beds or watched the fountains with the sunlight glinting upon their high water sprays.