Marriage Is The Only War In Which

Our Self-love Can Less Bear To Have Our Tastes Than Our Opinions Condemned.

Sometimes We Lose Friends For Whose Loss Our Regret Is Greater Than Our Grief, And Others For Whom Our Grief Is Greater Than Our Regret.

Nothing Should Lessen Our Satisfaction With Ourselves As Much As When We Notice That We Disapprove Of Something At One Time That We Approve Of At Another Time.

All Women Seem By Nature To Be Coquettes.

Affected Simplicity Is A Subtle Imposture.