The Country Is Provincial; It Becomes Ridiculous

The Press Is Like A Woman: Sublime When It Lies, It Will Not Let Go Until It Has Forced You To Believe It. The Public, Like A Foolish Husband, Always Succumbs.

Un Homme N'a Jamais Pu E Lever Sa Ma|"tresse Jusqu'a' Lui; Mais Une Femme Place Toujours Son Amant Aussi Haut Qu'elle. A Man Can Never Elevate His Mistress To His Rank, But A Woman Can Always Place Her Lover As High As She.

Science Is The Language Of The Temporal World; Love Is That Of The Spiritual World. Man, Indeed, Describes More Than He Explains; While The Angelic Spirit Sees And Understands. Science Saddens Man; Love Enraptures The Angel; Science Is Still Seeking; Love Has Found.

With Monuments As With Men, Position Means Everything.

Ah! What Pleasure It Must Be To A Woman To Suffer For The One She Loves!