Those Who Spend Too Fast

The Union Of A Want And A Sentiment.

Talent Is A Flame, But Genius Is A Fire.

Love Passes Quickly, And Passes Like A Street Arab, Anxious To Mark His Way With Mischief.

A Lui La Foi, A' Elle Le Doute, A' Elle Le Fardeau Le Plus Lourd: La Femme Ne Souffre-t-elle Pas Toujours Pour Deux? For Him, Faith; For Her, Doubt And For Her Theheavier Load: Does Not The Woman Always Suffer For Both?

Nothing About Me Surprises Me.