Innocence Is Not Accustomed To Blush.

At Least It's Better To Be Married Than To Be Dead.

We Die Only Once, And For Such A Long Time.

It Is A Fine Seasoning For Joy To Think Of Those We Love.

I Hate All Men, The Ones Because They Are Mean And Vicious, And The Others For Being Complaisant With The Vicious Ones.

True, Heaven Prohibits Certain Pleasures; But One Can Generally Negotiate A Compromise.