Man Is Free; But Not Unless He

Marriage Is The Tomb Of Love.

The Raging Fire Which Urged Us On Was Scorching Us; It Would Have Burned Us Had We Failed To Restrain It.

By Recollecting The Pleasures I Have Had Formerly, I Renew Them, I Enjoy Them A Second Time, While I Laugh At The Remembrance Of Troubles Now Past, And Which I No Longer Feel.

Worthy Or Not, My Life Is My Subject, And My Subject Is My Life.

We Love Without Heeding Reason, And Cease To Love In The Same Manner.