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Glory Is The Sunshine Of The Dead

Marriage Is A Fight To The Death. Before Contracting It, The Two Parties Concerned Implore The Benediction Of Heaven Because To Promise To Love Each Other Forever Is The Rashest Of Enterprises.

One Admirable Trait In Women Is Their Lack Of Illusions About Themselves. They Never Reason About Their Most Blameworthy Actions; Their Feelings Carry Them Away. Even Their Dissimulation Comes Naturally To Them, And In Them Crime Is Free Of All Baseness. Most Of The Time They Simply Do Not Know How It Happened.

Mud, Raised By Hurricanes, Wells Up In The Noblest And Purest Of Hearts.

A Sacrament By Virtue Of Which Each Imparts Nothing But Vexations To The Other.