Men always want to be a woman’s first love. That is their clumsy vanity. We women have a more subtle instinct about things. What we like is to be a man’s last romance.
It is perfectly monstrous the way people go about, nowadays, saying things against one behind one’s back that are absolutely and entirely true.
I suppose society is wonderfully delightful! To be in it is merely a bore. But to be out of it simply a tragedy. Society is a necessary thing.
How can a woman be expected to be happy with a man who insists on treating her as if she was a perfectly rational being?
Children begin by loving their parents. After a time they judge them. Rarely if ever do they forgive them.