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Men Were Put Into The World To Teach Women The Law Of Compromise.

From A Night Of More Sleep Than She Had Expected, Marianne Awoke The Next Morning To The Same Consciousness Of Misery In Which She Had Closed Her Eyes.

There Is, I Believe, In Every Disposition A Tendency To Some Particular Evil, A Natural Defect, Which Not Even The Best Education Can Overcome." "and Your Defect Is A Propensity To Hate Everybody." "and Yours," He Replied With A Smile, "is Wilfully To Misunderstand Them.

But Are They All Horrid, Are You Sure They Are All Horrid? [referring To Gothic Novels, Fashionable In England At The Beginning Of The 19th Century, But Frowned Upon In Polite Society.]

The More I Know Of The World, The More I Am Convinced That I Shall Never See A Man Whom I Can Really Love.