If I had a lover who wanted to hear from me every day, I would break with him.
We pardon infidelities, but we do not forget them.
One is very weak when one is in love.
One may forgive infidelity, but one does not forget it.
You love writing; I hate it; and if I had a lover who expected a note from me every morning, I should certainly break with him. Let me beg you then not to measure my friendship by my writing.
I have left all my business and all my husbands; I have taken with me only fair weather and my children, which is as much as I want.