When we drink coffee, ideas march in like the army

Woman is a most charming creature, who changes her heart as easily as she does her gloves.

Woman has this in common with angels, that suffering beings belong especially to her.

No woman allows her lover to descend from his pedestal. Even a god is not forgiven the slightest pettiness.

For avarice begins where poverty ends.

A woman, even a prude, is not long at a loss, however dire her plight. She would seen always to have in hand the fig leaf our Mother Eve bequeathed to her.

Thought is a key to all treasures; the miser's gains are ours without his cares. Thus I have soared above this world, where my enjoyments have been intellectual joys.