The Violence We Do To Ourselves In

Women In Love Sooner Forgive Great Indiscretions Than Small Infidelities.

It Is Difficult To Define Love; All We Can Say Is, That In The Soul It Is A Desire To Rule, In The Mind It Is A Sympathy, And In The Body It Is A Hidden And Delicate Wish To Possess What We Love-plus Many Mysteries.

We Often Are Consoled By Our Want Of Reason For Misfortunes That Reason Could Not Have Comforted.

The Desire Of Talking Of Ourselves, And Showing Those Faults We Do Not Mind Having Seen, Makes Up A Good Part Of Our Sincerity.

As We Grow Older We Grow Both More Foolish And Wiser At The Same Time.