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I've Seen It Before. There Are Women Who Spread Ruin Through No Fault Of Theirs, Just By Being Too Beautiful, Too Ful Of Life And Love. They Can't Help It. Poeple Come To Them As People Go To A Warm Fire In Winter.

Personal Life Becomes Paler As The Imaginative Life Becomes Richer.

Personal Hatred And Family Affection Are Not Incompatible; They Often Flourish And Grow Strong Together.

The Trouble Is You Almost Have To Marry A Man Before You Can Find Out The Sort Of Wife He Needs; And Usually It's Exactly The Sort You Are Not.

Loyal? As Loyal As Anyone Who Plays Second Fiddle Ever Is.