Love Lessens Woman's Delicacy And Increases Man's.

The Happiness Of Life Consists, Like The Day, Not In Single Flashes (of Light), But In One Continuous Mild Serenity. The Most Beautiful Period Of The Heart's Existence Is In This Calm Equable Light, Even Although It Be Only Moonshine Or Twilight. Now The Mind Alone Can Obtain For Us This Heavenly Cheerfulness And Peace.

The Look Of A King Is Itself A Deed.

Paradise Is Always Where Love Dwells.

In Women Everything Is Heart, Even The Head.

If Self-knowledge Is The Road To Virtue, So Is Virtue Still More The Road To Self-knowledge.