The French are spirituelle, elegant, and voluptuous, but are false at heart.
"Above all, do not accuse women of being what they are; we have made them thus, undoing the work of nature.
"Nature, who thinks of everything, made the virgin for love; but with the first child her bosom loses form, her beauty its freshness.

Woman is made for motherhood.

Man would perhaps abandon her, disgusted by the loss of beauty; but his child clings to him and weeps.

Behold the family, the human law; everything that departs from this law is monstrous.
"Civilization thwarts the ends of nature.

In our cities, according to our customs, the virgin destined by nature for the open air, made to run in the sunlight; to admire the nude wrestlers, as in Lacedemonia, to choose and to love, is shut up in close confinement and bolted in.
Meanwhile she hides romance under her cross; pale and idle, she fades away and loses, in the silence of the nights, that beauty which oppresses her and needs the open air.