People Who Are In Love Suspect Nothing

Behind Every Fortune There Is A Crime.

Men Are So Made That They Can Resist Sound Argument, And Yet Yield To A Glance.

People Who Climb From One Rung Of Society To Another Can Never Do Anything Simply.

The Victory Always Has A Lot Of Parents But The Defeat Is Always An Orphan.

True Love Is Mixed Up With Birdlike Squabbles, In Which The Disputants Wound Each Other To The Quick; But A Quarrel Without Animus Is, On The Contrary, Apiece Of Flattery To The Dupe's Conceit.