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The Marriage Of Convenience Has This To Recommend It: We Are Better Judges Of Convenience Than We Are Of Love.

In Youth We Are Plagued By Desire; In Later Years, By The Desire To Feel Desire.

We Are Keenly Aware Of The Faults Of Our Friends, But If They Like Us Enough It Doesn't Matter.

Nostalgia For What We Have Lost Is More Bearable Than Nostalgia For What We Have Never Had, For The First Involves Knowledge And Pleasure, The Second Only Ignorance And Pain.

The Hardest-learned Lesson: That People Have Only Their Kind Of Love To Give, Not Our Kind.