If One Can't Be Happy,

Twice In Her Life She Had Mistaken Something Else For It; It Was Like Seeing Somebody In The Street Who You Think Is A Friend, You Whistle And Wave And Run After Him, And It Is Not Only Not The Friend, But Not Even Very Like Him. A Few Minutes Later The Real Friend Appears In View, And Then You Can't Imagine How You Ever Mistook That Other Person For Him. Linda Was Now Looking Upon The Authentic Face Of Love, And She Knew It, But It Frightened Her. That It Should Come So Casually, So Much By A Series Of Accidents, Was Frightening.

Always Either On A Peak Of Happiness Or Drowning In Black Waters Of Despair They Loved Or They Loathed, They Lived In A World Of Superlatives

Do You Always Laugh When You Make Love?' Said Fabrice. I Hadn't Thought About It, But I Suppose I Do. I Generally Laugh When I'm Happy And Cry When I'm Not. Do You Find It Odd?

Oh Dear... It Really Is Rather Disillusioning. When One's Friends Marry For Money They Are Wretched, When They Marry For Love It Is Worse. What Is The Proper Thing To Marry For, I Should Like To Know?

Always Be Civil To The Girls, You Never Know Who They May Marry' Is A Aphorism Which Has Saved Many An English Spinster From Being Treated Like An Indian Widow.