Manners Are The Hypocrisy Of A Nation.

Rich Women Need Not Fear Old Age; Their Gold Can Always Create About Them Any Feelings Necessary To Their Happiness.

Self-love Is As Protective As The Deity; Disenchantment Is As Perspicacious As A Surgeon; Experience Is As Provident As A Mother. Such Are The Theologic Virtues Of Marriage.

Paris, Like Every Pretty Woman, Is Subject To Inexplicable Whims Of Beauty And Ugliness.

The Mind, Too, Has Its Regimen. It Needs Gymnastics, Just Like The Body Does.

The Love Of Nature Is The Only Love That Does Not Deceive Human Hopes.