She Plunged Into A Sea Of Platitudes,

A Woman May Be As Wicked As She Likes, But If She Isn't Pretty It Won't Do Her Much Good.

She Says It's Really Not Very Flattering To Her That The Women Who Fall In Love With Her Husband Are So Uncommonly Second-rate.

And He Loved Her Suddenly Because She Loved Him.

The Well Dressed Man Is He Whose Clothes You Never Notice

I Think I Was A Little Disappointed In Her. I Expected Then People To Be More Of A Piece Than I Do Now, And I Was Distressed To Find So Much Vindictiveness In So Charming A Creature. I Did Not Realize How Motley Are The Qualities That Go To Make Up A Human Being. Now I Am Well Aware That Pettiness And Grandeur, Malice And Charity, Hatred And Love, Can Find Place Side By Side In The Same Human Heart.