The Pleasure I Gave My Lovers Was

We Love Without Heeding Reason, And Cease To Love In The Same Manner.

The Same Principle That Forbids Me To Lie Does Not Allow Me To Tell The Truth.

I Often Had No Scruples About Deceiving Nitwits And Scoundrels And Fools When I Found It Necessary. ...we Avenge Intelligence When We Deceive A Fool, And... Deceiving A Fool Is An Exploit Worthy Of An Intelligent Man. What Has Infused My Very Blood With An Unconquerable Hatred Of The Whole Tribe Of Fools From The Day Of My Birth Is That I Become A Fool Myself When I Am In Their Company.

From That Moment Our Love Became Sad, And Sadness Is A Disease Which Gives The Death-blow To Affection.

Give Me A Man Who Is Man Enough To Give Himself Just To The Woman Who Is Worth Him. If That Woman Were Me,i Would Love Him Alone And Forever