It Is Pointless For A Woman To

We Love Much Better Those Who Endeavor To Imitate Us, Than Those Who Strive To Equal Us. For Imitation Is A Sign Of Esteem, But Competition Of Envy.

Our Enemies Come Nearer The Truth In The Opinions They Form Of Us Than We Do In Our Opinion Of Ourselves.

We Are Nearer Loving Those Who Hate Us Than Those Who Love Us More Than We Wish.

True Friendship Destroys Envy, And True Love Destroys Coquetterie.

When Our Hatred Is Violent, It Sinks Us Even Beneath Those We Hate.