Crying is the refuge of plain women but the ruin of pretty ones. >>
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People who love only once in their lives are shallow people. What they >>
Two separate, distinct personalities, not separate at all, but inextri >>
There are few people who are not ashamed of their love affairs when th >>
She's gone. I am abused, and my relief must be to loathe her. >>
There is always something ridiculous about the emotions of people whom one has ceased to love.