For Mercy Has A Human Heart Pity, A Human Face: And Love, The Human Form Divine, And Peace, The Human Dress.
Calamities Are Of Two Kinds: Misfortunes To Ourselves, And Good Fortune To Others.
Nothing Is More Capable Of Troubling Our Reason, And Consuming Our Health, Than Secret Notions Of Jealousy In Solitude.
A Negative Judgment Gives You More Satisfaction Than Praise, Provided It Smacks Of Jealousy.
That Is Ever The Way. Tis All Jealousy To The Bride And Good Wishes To The Corpse.
I Personally Translated The Word 'vendetta' As Italian For 'what Do You Mean, "you Want To See Other Women"?
Jealousy, An Eminently Credulous And Suspicious Passion, Allows Fancy The Greatest Possible Play. But It Does Not Bestow Wit, It Banishes All Sense.
In Paris Every Man Must Have Had A Love Affair. What Woman Wants Something That No Other Woman Ever Wanted.