envy and hatred fascinate the eyes and never make them see things as they are.
Mistrust is the sure forerunner of hatred.
A woman of honor should never suspect another of things she would not do herself.
Adversity is solitary, while prosperity dwells in a crowd
Bashfulness is not becoming to maidenhood, though modesty always is.
The woman who does not choose to love should cut the matter short at once, by holding out no hopes to her suitor.