The More One Judges, The Less One

Love Endows Us With A Sort Of Personal Religion; We Respect Another Live Within Ourselves.

No Woman Has Ever Existed Who Did Not Know Perfectly Well In Her Heart What To Expect From The Superiority Or Inferiority Of A Rival.

A Monster Which Devours Everything - That Is Familiarity.

Love Is A Religion, And Its Rituals Cost More Than Those Of Other Religions. It Goes By Quickly And, Like A Street Urchin, It Likes To Mark Its Passage By A Trail Of Devastation.

You Cannot Pluck Love Out Of Your Heart As You Would Pull A Tooth.