The heart of the jealous knows the best and most satisfying love, that of the other's bed, where the rival perfects the lover's imperfections.
Man is the only thing that has no further use after something goes amiss.
No man needs curing of his individual sickness; his universal malady is what he should look to.
I have a narrative, but you will be put to it to find it.
I talk too much because I have been made so miserable by what you are keeping hushed.
I couldn't ever boil potatoes over the heat of your affection. Your love would never bridge a gap; it wouldn't even fill up the hole that the mice came through.