So It Always Is: When You Escape

I Refused To Believe That Love Could Take Any Other Form Than Mine: I Measured Love By The Extent Of My Jealousy, And By That Standard Of Course She Could Not Love Me At All.

Friendship Is Something In The Soul. It Is A Thing One Feels. It Is Not A Return For Something.

Sentimentality - That's What We Call The Sentiment We Don't Share.

I Want Men To Admire Me, But That's A Trick You Learn At School--a Movement Of The Eyes, A Tone Of Voice, A Touch Of The Hand On The Shoulder Or The Head. If They Think You Admire Them, They Will Admire You Because Of Your Good Taste, And When They Admire You, You Have An Illusion For A Moment That There's Something To Admire.

Love Had Turned Into "love Affair" With A Begining And An End.