We Love Without Heeding Reason, And Cease

After All, A Beautiful Woman Without A Mind Of Her Own Leaves Her Lover With No Resource After He Had Physically Enjoyed Her Charms.

They Are The Follies Inherent To Youth; I Make Sport Of Them, And, If You Are Kind, You Will Not Yourself Refuse Them A Good-natured Smile.

The Reader Of These Memoirs Will Discover That I Never Had Any Fixed Aim Before My Eyes, And That My System, If It Can Be Called A System, Has Been To Glide Away Unconcernedly On The Stream Of Life, Trusting To The Wind Wherever It Led.

The Sweetest Pleasures Are Those Which Are Hardest To Be Won.

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