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I have often felt that I would find it more complicated, troublesome and unpleasant to ascertain the feelings by which a woman lives than to plumb the innermost thoughts of an earthworm.
Long personal experience had taught me that when a woman suddenly bursts into hysterics, the way to restore her spirits is to give her something sweet.
The weak fear happiness itself. They can harm themselves on cotton wool. Sometimes they are wounded even by happiness.
What is society but an individual?