With Monuments As With Men, Position Means

The Duration Of Passion Is Proportionate With The Original Resistance Of The Woman.

True Love Is Eternal, Infinite, And Always Like Itself. It Is Equal And Pure.

Like Hunger, Physical Love Is A Necessity. But Man's Appetite For Amour Is Never So Regular Or So Sustained As His Appetite For The Delights Of The Table.

Sometimes At The Best Moments A Single Word Or A Look Is Enough.'

For Pain Is Perhaps But A Violent Pleasure? Who Could Determine The Point Where Pleasure Becomes Pain, Where Pain Is Still A Pleasure? Is Not The Utmost Brightness Of The Ideal World Soothing To Us, While The Lightest Shadows Of The Physical World Annoy?