Love Always Has Its Price, Come Whence

Solitude Is Indeed Dangerous For A Working Intelligence. We Need To Have Around Us People Who Think And Speak. When We Are Alone For A Long Time We People The Void With Phantoms

And Taking Her Friend’s Hand, She Put It On Her Breast, On That Firm Round Covering Of A Woman’s Heart Which The Male Often Finds So Satisfying That He Makes No Attempt To Find What Lies Beneath It.

You'll Find That My Coquetry Is Quite Impartial, Which Allows Me To Keep My Friends.

A Sick Thought Can Devour The Body's Flesh More Than Fever Or Consumption.

I Have Coveted Everything And Taken Pleasure In Nothing