It Is Pointless For A Woman To

One Can No More Look Steadily At Death Than At The Sun.

Self-love, As It Happens To Be Well Or Ill Conducted, Constitutes Virtue And Vice.

Our Actions Are Like The Terminations Of Verses, Which We Rhyme As We Please.

There Are Some People Who Would Never Have Fallen In Love If They Had Not Heard There Was Such A Thing.

A Person Well Satisfied With Themselves Is Seldom Satisfied With Others, And Others, Rarely Are With Them.