A Man Does Not Please Long When

Jealousy Is Not So Much The Love Of Another As The Love Of Ourselves.

Jealousy Is Bred In Doubts. When Those Doubts Change Into Certainties, Then The Passion Either Ceases Or Turns Absolute Madness.

We Often Act Treacherously More From Weakness Than From A Fixed Motive.

Time's Chariot-wheels Make Their Carriage-road In The Fairest Face.

Women In Love Sooner Forgive Great Indiscretions Than Small Infidelities.