Passions Are No More Forgiving Than Human

True Love Is Eternal, Infinite, And Always Like Itself. It Is Equal And Pure, Without Violent Demonstrations: It Is Seen With White Hairs And Is Always Young In The Heart.

Believe Everything You Hear Said Of The World; Nothing Is Too Impossibly Bad.

The Duration Of Passion Is Proportionate With The Original Resistance Of The Woman.

The Most Real Of All Splendors Are Not In Outward Things, They Are Within Us.

Virtue, My Pet, Is An Abstract Idea, Varying In Its Manifestations With The Surroundings. Virtue In Provence, In Constantinople, In London, And In Paris Bears Very Different Fruit, But Is None The Less Virtue.