Temperament Is The Thermometer Of Character.

Several Sorts Of Memory Exist In Us; Body And Mind Each Possesses One Peculiar To Itself. Nostalgia, For Instance, Is A Malady Of The Physical Memory.

During The Great Storms Of Our Lives We Imitate Those Captains Who Jettison Their Weightiest Cargo.

At Fifteen, Neither Beauty Nor Talent Exist: A Woman Is All Promise.

The Country Is Provincial; It Becomes Ridiculous When It Tries To Ape Paris.

Most Women Wish To Feel That Their Spirit Has Been Violated. Do They Not, Indeed, Flatter Themselves On Never Yielding Save To Force?