Can it be that chance has made me one of those women so immersed in on >>
Sincerity is not a spontaneous flower nor is modesty either. >>
My true friends have always given me that supreme proof of devotion, a >>
I seated ugliness on my knee, and almost immediately grew tired of it. >>
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The secret of ugliness consists not in irregularity, but in being unin >>
It's nothing to be born ugly. Sensibly, the ugly woman comes to terms with her ugliness and exploits it as a grace of nature. To become ugly means the beginning of a calamity, self-willed most of the time.