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Either Marriage Is A Destiny, I Believe, Or There Is No Sense In It At All, It's A Piece Of Humbug.

Our Comparative Fidelity Was Fear Of Defeat At The Hands Of Another Partner.

All That Remains Is The Mad Desire For Present Identity Through A Woman.

If You Criticize What You’re Doing Too Early You’ll Never Write The First Line.

Nothing Is Harder Than To Accept Oneself.