Nos Beaux Sentiments Ne Sont-ils Pas Les

Passions Are No More Forgiving Than Human Laws And They Reason More Justly. Are They Not Based On A Conscience Of Their Own, Infallible As An Instinct?

The Smallest Flower Is A Thought, A Life Answering To Some Feature Of The Great Whole, Of Whom They Have A Persistent Intuition.

Marriage Must Incessantly Contend With A Monster That Devours Everything: Familiarity.

Wisdom Is That Apprehension Of Heavenly Things To Which The Spirit Rises Through Love.

To Man, Faith; To Woman, Doubt. She Bears The Heavier Burden. Does Not Woman Invariably Suffer For Two?