Russian ladies, for the most part, cherish only Platonic love, without mingling any thought of matrimony with it; and Platonic love is exceedingly embarrassing.
We practically always excuse things when we understand them
Happiness comes the way the wind blows.
Women only love those that they don’t know.
A strange thing, the human heart in general, and woman's heart in particular.
And I, as I lived, in an alien landWill die a slave and an orphan.