The Great Ambition Of Women Is To

Without Knowledge, Life Is No More Than The Shadow Of Death

I Feed On Good Soup, Not Beautiful Language.

In Society One Needs A Flexible Virtue; Too Much Goodness Can Be Blamable.

Show Some Mercy To This Chair Which Has Stretched Out Its Arms To You For So Long; Please Satisfy Its Desire To Embrace You!

Cover That Bosom That I Must Not See: Souls Are Wounded By Such Things.