A coquette is like a recruiting sergeant, always on the lookout for fresh victims.
A girl's coquetry is of the simplest, she thinks that all is said when the veil is laid aside; a woman's coquetry is endless, she shrouds herself in veil after veil, she satisfies every demand of man's vanity, the novice responds but to one.
Coquetry is the champagne of love.
Envy is destroyed by true friendship, as coquetry by true love.
Love's greatest miracle is the curing of coquetry.
Men always remember a woman who caused them concern and uneasiness.
Beauty is power; a smile is its sword.
Why does a man take it for granted that a girl who flirts with him wants him to kiss her - when, nine times out of ten, she only wants him to want to kiss her?
Coquetry is the art of successful deception.
Some people think luxury is the opposite of poverty. It is not. It is the opposite of vulgarity.
If you're a gifted flirt, talking about the price of eggs will do as well as any other subject.
Elegance does not consist in putting on a new dress.
The characteristic of coquettes is affectation governed by whim.
Elegance is not the prerogative of those who have just escaped from adolescence, but of those who have already taken possession of their future.
Adornment, what a science! Beauty, what a weapon! Modesty, what elegance!
A coquette is a young lady of more beauty than sense, more accomplishments than learning, more charms not person than graces of mind, more admirers than friends, mole fools than wise men for attendants.
Women know not the whole of their coquetry.
Women flirt to keep their stock high, men to get somewhere.
Coquetry is the essential characteristic, and the prevalent humor of women; but they do not all practice it, because the coquetry of some is restrained by fear or by reason.
A widow is a fascinating being with the flavor of maturity, the spice of experience, the piquancy of novelty, the tang of practiced coquetry, and the halo of one man's approval.
It is a species of coquetry to make a parade of never practising it.
Women can never forgive me; they hate me, they feel that I am disarming them. I show them without their coquetry.
In the School of Coquettes Madam Rose is a scholar,-O, they fish with all nets In the School of Coquettes! When her brooch she forgets 'Tis to show her new collar; In the School of Coquettes Madam Rose is a scholar!
Coquetry whets the appetite; flirtation depraves it. Coquetry is the thorn that guards the rose - easily trimmed off when once plucked. Flirtation is like the slime on water-plants, making them hard to handle, and when caught, only to be cherished in slimy waters.
Without vanity, without coquetry, without curiosity, in a word, without the fall, woman would not be woman. Much of her grace is in her frailty.
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