It is best in the end to let women see to their own vengeance.
I burn, I freeze; I am never warm. I am rigid; I forgot softness because it did not serve me.
All things are strange which are worth knowing.
Blue is for cruel bargains; green is for daring what you oughtn’t; violet is for brute force. I will say to you: Coral coaxes; pink insists; red compels. I will say to you: You are dear to me as attar of roses. Please do not get eaten.
Fierce was her needle, and she wore it like a sword.
You are going to break your promise. I understand. And I hold my hands over the ears of my heart, so that I will not hate you.