"I suppose you are right. Only very dangerous people tell the truth about themselves: the wise try to tell it about other people; the discreet avoid it altogether."
"It is useless to talk reason to you in your present mood. At the same time I don't see how you can expect me to take you seriously. Here is a man you have not seen for three years; when you last saw him you jilted him—"
"I did not see him, I wrote; if I had seen him it would never have happened."
"I can't go into all that; at all events, he was jilted. Now you see him again, and come home and tell me that you love the ground under his feet. If I were asked the reason, I should say—"
"Well? What would you say?"
"I should say it was simply because he is out of your reach—or ought to be."
"He was mine first—he is still mine. He does not love the other woman."
"My dear Cynthia, you forget. You are the other woman—she is his wife."
"I don't believe that God thinks she is his wife!"
"People are so fond of quoting God, when the Law is inconvenient! And when God is inconvenient, they quote the Law."
"There is no law, either of God or man, to forbid my loving Godfrey. You may cut off your hand or pluck out your eye: but love is the very soul of you—you can't touch it."
"Dear! dear!" said Lady Theodosia; "if women once begin to talk about their souls they're
