White Hair Often Covers The Head, But

When Attempted Self-destruction Does Not Cure A Man Of Life, It Cures Him Of Voluntary Death.

Sensuality Is The Death Of The Soul.

The Innocence Of Virgins Is Like Milk Which Turns When Exposed To A Clap Of Thunder, To A Tart Smell, To A Hot Day, To The Merest Nothing.

Our Worst Misfortunes Never Happen, And Most Miseries Lie In Anticipation.

From The Manner In Which A Woman Draws Her Thread At Every Stitch Of Her Needlework, Any Other Woman Can Surmise Her Thoughts.