We Are Very Far From Always Knowing

There Is Great Skill In Knowing How To Conceal One's Skill.

Women Know Not The Whole Of Their Coquetry.

The Tranquility Or Agitation Of Our Temper Does Not Depend So Much On The Big Things Which Happen To Us In Life, As On The Pleasant Or Unpleasant Arrangements Of The Little Things Which Happen Daily.

There Is A Kind Of Love, The Excess Of Which Forbids Jealousy.

We Make Promises To The Extent That We Hope-and Keep Them To The Extent That We Fear.