Yet where is your inner value when you no longer know what it is to breathe freely; when you no longer have freedom over your own selves

Out of love, women become entirely what it is that they are in the imaginations of the men who love them.

Marriage marks the end of many short follies - being one long stupidity.

Even the bravest only rarely have courage for what they really know.

Many people wait throughout their whole lives for the chance to be good in their own fashion.

Jealous is every virtue of the others, and a dreadful thing is jealousy. Even virtues may succumb by jealousy.

I have forgotten my umbrella.