Heavy hearts, like heavy clouds in the sky, are best relieved by the letting of a little water.
A man who has never made a woman angry is a failure in life.
Beauty is ever to the lonely mind a shadow fleeting she is never plain. She is a visitor who leaves behind the gift of grief, the souvenir of pain.
All cities are mad: but the madness is gallant. All cities are beautiful: but the beauty is grim.
In every man's heart there is a secret nerve that answers to the vibrations of beauty.
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