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Sorrow Is Never More Sorrowful Than When It Jests At Its Own Misery.

In The Assurance Of Strength There Is Strength; And They Are The Weakest, However Strong, Who Have No Faith In Themselves Or Their Powers.

It Is Indeed A Misfortune For A Woman To Be Without Beauty, As With Men The Eye Is The Chief Arbiter Of Qualities In The Sex. Her Beauty Is Her Capital--her Worth In The Market Matrimonial Depends Upon It. With Her The Virtues Are Less Reverenced When Unaccompanied By The Graces. The Sex Understand This Very Well; And Hence They Seek Mainly To Make Captive The Eye, Knowing The Mind And Heart Will Follow As A Matter Of Course.

No Work Deserves To Be Criticized That Has Not Much In It That Deserves To Be Applauded.

Tranquil Pleasures Last The Longest; We Are Not Fitted To Bear The Burden Of Great Joys.