Nobody Loves A Woman Because She Is

One Hour Of Love Has A Whole Life In It.

Coffee Falls Into The Stomach... Ideas Begin To Move, Things Remembered Arrive At Full Gallop... The Shafts Of Wit Start Up Like Sharp-shooters, Similes Arise, The Paper Is Covered With Ink...

We Are Scarcely Apt To Berate The Source Of Enjoyment.

Let Nothing Dupe You! Such Is The Horrible Maxim That Acts As A Solvent Upon Every Noble Feeling Man Experiences.

Marriage Is A Fight To The Death, Before Which The Wedded Couple Ask A Blessing From Heaven, Because It Is The Rashest Of All Undertakings To Swear Eternal Love; The Fight At Once Commences And Victory, That Is To Say Liberty, Remains In The Hands Of The Cleverer Of The Two.