Age before beauty, and pearls before swine.

It's not the tragedies that kill us; it's the messes.

I was always sweet, at first. Oh, it's so easy to be sweet to people before you love them.

And where does she find them?

This must be a gift book. That is to say a book, which you wouldn't take on any other terms.

Woman wants monogamy; Man delights in novelty. Love is woman's moon and sun; Man has other forms of fun. Woman lives but in her lord; Count to ten, and man is bored. With this the gist and sum of it, What earthly good can come of it?

She will never win him, whose words had shown she feared to lose.