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When women kiss, it always reminds me of prizefighters shaking hands. Women give us solace, but if it were not for women we should never need solace. Women’s fear and love holds quantity, in neither aught, or in extremity. My love admits no qualifying dross. I leave myself, my friends and all, for love. Daughters and dead fish are no keeping wares. A woman needs but look on her apron string to find an excuse. Men seldom make passes at girls who wear glasses. She may very well pass for forty-three in the dusk with a light behind her. A woman with a past has no future. Heaven grant us patience with a man in love. A woman seldom writes her mind but in her postscript. One should never trust a woman who tells one her real age. A woman who would tell one that, would tell one anything. Divorce is the sign of knowledge in our time. All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That’s his. Adam was but human, this explains it all. He did not want the apple for the apple’s sake, he wanted it only because it was forbidden. Fickle and changeable always is woman. Rather than love, than money, than fame give me truth. As the husband is, the wife is. Love’s the noblest frailty of the mind. 愛情是女人的一生，卻只是男人生活中的插曲。 |
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