If This Be Not Love,

He Who Closes His Ears To The Views Of Others Shows Little Confidence In The Integrity Of His Own Views.

O Ay, Letters - I Had Letters - I Am Persecuted With Letters - I Hate Letters - Nobody Knows How To Write Letters; And Yet One Has 'em, One Does Not Know Why - They Serve One To Pin Up One's Hair.

Every Man Plays The Fool Once In His Live, But To Marry Is Playing The Fool All One's Life Long.

Courtship Is To Marriage, As A Very Witty Prologue To A Very Dull Play.

She Likes Herself, Yet Others Hates, For That Which In Herself She Prizes; And While She Laughs At Them, Forgets She Is The Thing That She Despises.