Vanity Is The Quicksand Of Reason.

And I Refused To Make Any Sacrifices; For Nothing On Earth Seemed More Valuable Than My Peace Of Mind, My Pleasure And My Acclaim.

Where Love Is Absent There Can Be No Woman.

No Human Being Can Control Love, And No One Is To Blame Either For Feeling It Or For Losing It. What Alone Degrades A Woman Is Falsehood.

Young Love Needs Dangers And Barriers To Nourish It.

Art Speaks Only To The Mind, Whereas Nature Speaks To All The Faculties.