Reason Is Not What Decides Love.

One Can Be Well-bred And Write Bad Poetry

A Woman Always Has Her Revenge Ready.

Birth Is Nothing Where Virtue Is Not

He Who Follows His Lessons Tastes A Profound Peace, And Looks Upon Everybody As A Bunch Of Manure.

Heaven Forbids, It Is True, Certain Gratifications, But There Are Ways And Means Of Compounding Such Matters.