Doubt Follows White-winged Hope With

Show Me The Woman, However Loyal, Who Does Not Seek To Rouse Desire.

Priests, Magistrates And Ladies Never Quite Take Off Their Gowns.

Love Endows Us With A Sort Of Personal Religion; We Respect Another Live Within Ourselves.

Let Passion Reach A Catastrophe And It Submits Us To An Intoxicating Force Far More Powerful Than The Niggardly Irritation Of Wine Or Of Opium. The Lucidity Our Ideas Then Achieve, And The Delicacy Of Our Overly Exalted Sensations, Produce The Strangest And Most Unexpected Effects.

Equality May Be The Law, But No Human Power Can Install It.