All loss is one, and one loss becomes all, a single death the key to the gate that bars memory.
A man never feels the loss of things which it never occurs to him to ask for.
A man always finds it hard to realise that he may have finally lost a woman’s love, however badly he may have treated her.
A husband never loses anything by appearing to believe in the fidelity of his wife, by preserving an air of patience and by keeping silence. Silence especially troubles a woman amazingly.