Our character is not so much the product of race and heredity as of those circumstances by which nature forms our habits by which we are nurtured and live.
We love but once for once only are we perfectly equipped for loving.
Purity engenders Wisdom Passion avarice and Ignorance folly infatuation...
There is no pain equal to that which two lovers can inflict on one another....
In the sex war thoughtlessness is the weapon of the male vindictiveness of...
There is no reciprocity. Men love women. Women love children. Children...
Loving, like prayer, is a power as well as a process. It’s curative....
The very essence of romance is uncertainty.
