You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her.

You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her.

He who knows that enough is enough will always have enough.

He who knows that enough is enough will always have enough.

Tenderness is a virtue.

Tenderness is a virtue.

Nothing is poorer than a truth expressed as it was thought. Committed to writing in such cases, it is not read more

Nothing is poorer than a truth expressed as it was thought. Committed to writing in such cases, it is not even a bad photograph. Truth wants to be startled abruptly, at one stroke, from her self-immersion, whether by uproar, music or cries for help.

There is no cosmetic for beauty like happiness.

There is no cosmetic for beauty like happiness.

I spent a lot of time with a crown on my head. [On her beauty pageant days].

I spent a lot of time with a crown on my head. [On her beauty pageant days].

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

Nay, but Jack, such eyes! such eyes! so innocently wild! so bashfully irresolute! Not a glance but speaks and kindles read more

Nay, but Jack, such eyes! such eyes! so innocently wild! so bashfully irresolute! Not a glance but speaks and kindles some thought of love! Then, Jack, her cheeks! her cheeks, Jack! so deeply blushing at the insinuations of her tell-tale eyes! Then, Jack, her lips! O, Jack, lips smiling at their own discretion! and, if not smiling, more sweetly pouting -- more lovely in sullenness! Then, Jack, her neck! O, Jack, Jack!

Passion doesn't look beyond the moment of its existence.

Passion doesn't look beyond the moment of its existence.