Trust your heart rather than your head.
Presence of mind, penetration, fine observation, are the sciences of women; ability to avail themselves of these is their talent.
You forget that the fruits belong to all and that the land belongs to no one.
Everything degenerates in the hands of man.
She was dull, unattractive, couldn't tell the time, count money or tie her own shoe laces... But I loved her
Men, in general, are not this or that, they are what they are made to be.