When she had everything but love she had nothing, when she had love and nothing more she had happiness, when she was deprived from that very love she had death.
Here are some of the lines from the book which I found worth re-reading over and over.
If anyone had said to me, you shall have this woman tonight and be killed tomorrow, I would have accepted. But if any one had said you shall be her lover for ten pound, I would have refused it.
Marguerite had still pride and independence, two sentiments which, if they are wounded, can be the equivalent of a sense of shame.
If you will promise to do everything I tell you, without a word, without an opinion, without a question, perhaps I will say yes.
What you proposed to me just now made me frantic with delight, but the mystery in its carrying out hurts me dreadfully.
We are sometimes obliged to buy the satisfaction to our souls at the expenses to our bodies, and we suffer still more, when, afterwards, that satisfaction is denied us
If you loved me you would let me love you my own way; on the contrary you persist in only seeing in me a woman to whom luxury is indispensable and whom you think you are obliged to pay.
How petty and vile is a man when he is wounded in one of his narrow passions
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