Woman submits to her fate; man makes his.

Revenge is a luscious fruit which you must leave to ripen..

A woman scoffs at evidence. Show her the sun, tell her it is daylight, at once she will close her eyes and say to you, "No, it is night..

He was as yet not sufficiently experienced in ruffianism to know that one villain always sacrifices another to advance his own project; he was credul….

A father is the one friend upon whom we can always rely. In the hour of need, when all else fails, we remember him upon whose knees we sat when child….

Alas! we must suffer ourselves before we can feel for others..

Women never confess and even when they seemingly resign themselves to such a course they are not sincere..