Love Is The First Lie; Wisdom The

What Is A Ruin But Time Easing Itself Of Endurance?

Destiny And History Are Untidy.

The Heart Of The Jealous Knows The Best And Most Satisfying Love, That Of The Other's Bed, Where The Rival Perfects The Lover's Imperfections.

Life Is Painful, Nasty And Short.. In My Case It Has Only Been Painful And Nasty.

The Very Condition Of Woman Is So Subject To Hazard, So Complex, And So Grievous, That To Place Her At One Moment Is But To Displace Her At The Next.