With Women, The Heart Argues,

To Love Is To Burn, To Be On Fire.

I Do Not Find It Easy To Talk To People I Don't Know.

And Have You Never Known The Pleasure And Triumph Of A Lucky Guess? I Pity You. I Thought You Cleverer; For Depend Upon It, A Lucky Guess Is Never Merely Luck. There Is Always Some Talent In It.

How Little Of Permanent Happiness Could Belong To A Couple Who Were Only Brought Together Because Their Passions Were Stronger Than Their Virtue.

Every Man Is Surrounded By A Neighborhood Of Voluntary Spies.