There Is Nothing Men Are So Generous

We Often Shed Tears That Deceive Ourselves After Deceiving Others.

In The Human Heart One Generation Of Passions Follows Another; From The Ashes Of One Springs The Spark Of The Next.

Fancy Sets The Value On The Gifts Of Fortune.

Sometimes We Meet A Fool With Wit, Never One With Discretion.

When Love Becomes Labored We Welcome An Act Of Infidelity Towards Ourselves To Free Us From Fidelity.