Economized Love Is Never Real Love.

Women See Everything Or Nothing According To The Inclination Of Their Hearts. Love Is Their Sole Light.

The Greater A Man's Talents, The More Marked His Idiosyncracies. Yet In The Provinces Originality Is Considered Perilously Close To Lunacy.

How Can We Explain The Perpetuity Of Envy--a Vice Which Yields No Return?

Solitude Is Fine, But You Need Someone To Tell You That Solitude Is Fine.

Our Most Natural Feelings Are Those We Are Loath To Confess, And Fatuity Is Among Them.