Esteem Never Makes Ingrates.

We Always Get Bored With Those Whom We Bore.

A Woman Often Thinks She Regrets The Lover, When She Only Regrets The Love.

We Forgive Just So Long As We Love.

In The Human Heart There Is A Ceaseless Birth Of Passions, So That The Destruction Of One Is Almost Always The Establishment Of Another.

We Are Never So Happy, Nor So Unhappy, As We Suppose Ourselves To Be.