Reading brings us unknown friends
When one has no particular talent for anything, one takes to the pen.
We are scarcely apt to berate the source of enjoyment.
Most women wish to feel that their spirit has been violated. Do they not, indeed, flatter themselves on never yielding save to force?
Power does not consist in striking with force or with frequency, but in striking true.
Does not any limit imposed upon one inspire a desire to go beyond it? Does not our keenest suffering arise when our free will is crossed?