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Love Is Trembling Happiness.

Miserable Is The Man Who Loves A Woman And Takes Her For His Wife, Pouring At Her Feet The Sweat Of His Skin And The Blood Of His Body And The Life Of His Heart, And Placing Her In The Hands Of The Fruit Of His Toil And The Revenue Of His Diligence; For When He Slowly Wakes Up, He Finds That The Heart That He Endeavored To Buy Is Given Away Freely And In Sincerity To Another Man For The Enjoyment Of Its Hidden Secrets And Deepest Love.

A Thief Is A Man In Need. A Liar Is A Man In Fear.

Trickery Succeeds Sometimes, But It Always Commits Suicide.

Love Possesses Not Nor Will It Be Possessed, For Love Is Sufficient Unto Love.