I Will Die If I Lose You,

Sir, That Much Prudence Calls For Too Much Worry; I Cannot Foresee Misfortunes So Far Away.

She Wavers, She Hesitates; In One Word — She Is A Woman.

According As The Man Is, So Must You Humour Him.

Small Crimes Always Precedes Great Ones.

A Noble Heart Cannot Suspect In Others The Pettiness And Malice That It Has Never Felt.