h!' she may still love him; probably she does. W

scretion are the two qualities that women

n idiot, 'My better half'; a common man, 'The missus'; a working man, as a compliment, 'The old woman'; a French grocer,

always suspected

now he asks for another. But, then, posting exists no longer except for letters, and there is no poetry in elopi

ho may be transformed into a stinging-bee. Sometimes she never changes, and all her lifetime remains

woman who says to him, 'Don't go that way'; but when it is a woman who ha

As soon as this process was finished, woman went back to m

ch causes the blood to set in motion. It ap

ged men into pigs. Why do I say w

man who commands, and, as a rule, the best and happiest marriages are those

ze with their inclinations, and the third to give them reasons that will raise them in their own estimation

intuition is keener than her sight; in fact, it is a sixth sense given to

eldom very clever or very witty; yet a beautiful

e which she inspires in him. It is in the most beautiful nature of woman to consider

man joins our religion, we call him converted; if one of ours goes over to another, we call him perverted. In the same way, we

tain and deserve is to be a sensible woman i

e and earnest love can satisfy a husband and a wife. Only this kind o

the love they feel than they can

dark men prefer blondes, poets marry cooks and laundr

en in order to force upon men

he delectation of men, the most beautiful women

eir swords for the sake of women; in these

e in their love and devotion; they much prefer those who feel that

an in half the time it takes a man

se who will avoid them for fear of succumbing, and those who seek them. Among the first a

not creatures who are always making love, any mo

woman, just as the account of a race will al

ased on love, or even sympathy, than on little indiscr

ed friendship. One cannot replace the other, but so long as both marc

the state of matrimony. It may be affirmed, however, that only intelligent dip

ogation are more interesting than those, too

at one has done to deserve gratitude. Why? Simply because Cupid loves freedom, and lives

resses so fascinating and attractive to

. Then why, in the name of common-sense, do we expect to find in w

ardour, such sincerity, and such devotion, tha

only a social-one. That is why love will always

e fate eventually awaits them. First, they take superfluous precautions; then by degre

rved his purgatory on earth; but if he has been married twice he is invariabl

the earth, and one man left to observe her, the wo

ver be but a rough diamond until he has been cu

ished by characteristic lines engraven on th

st husband, or that she did not always have the second one. But, in the first case, he

hey forget that if marriage is for them an end, it

one you love; but it is a still greater one to b

es: the more afraid you are of it,

xth one, by far the keenest of all-intuition. For that matter, w

dering the difference in their temperame

All or nothing'; that of

nt than Friendship f

all blind, matrimony would stand