She is deceitful as the calm that precedes the hurricane, smooth as the water on the verge of the cataract, and beautiful as the rainbow, that smiling daughter of the storm; but, like the mirage in the desert, she tantalizes us with a delusion that distance creates, and that contiguity destroys.
Charles Caleb ColtonHonor is unstable and seldom the same; for she feeds upon opinion, and is as fickle as her food.
Charles Caleb ColtonA beautiful woman, if poor, should use double circumspection; for her beauty will tempt others, her poverty herself.
Charles Caleb ColtonVanity finds in self-love so powerful an ally that it storms, as it were, by a coup de main,, the citadel of our heads, where, having blinded the two watchmen, it readily descends into the heart.
Charles Caleb Colton