The proper basis for marriage is mutual misunderstanding.
I was dominated, soul, brain, and power by you. You became to me the visible incarnation of that unseen ideal whose memory haunts us artists like an exquisite dream.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
Well, in the first place girls never marry the men they flirt with. Girls don't think it right.