Mobile and complaisant conscience had already forgiven himself Not an excuse, but an explanation of your conduct Sufficed him to conceive the plan of a reparation There is always and everywhere a duty to fulfil ENTIRE COSMOPOLIS BY PAUL BOURGET [IM#54][im54b10.txt]3967 Conditions of blindness so voluntary that they become complicity Despotism natural to puissant personalities Egyptian tobacco, mixed with opium and saltpetre Follow their thoughts instead of heeding objects Has as much sense as the handle of a basket Have never known in the morning what I would do in the evening I no longer love you Imagine what it would be never to have been born Mediocre sensibility Melancholy problem of the birth and death of love Mobile and complaisant conscience had already forgiven himself No flies enter a closed mouth Not an excuse, but an explanation of your conduct One of those trustful men who did not judge when they loved Only one thing infamous in love, and that is a falsehood Pitiful checker-board of life Scarcely a shade of gentle condescension Sufficed him to conceive the plan of a reparation That suffering which curses but does not pardon That you can aid them in leading better lives? The forests have taught man liberty There is an intelligent man, who never questions his ideas There is always and everywhere a duty to fulfil Thinking it better not to lie on minor points Too prudent to risk or gain much Walked at the rapid pace characteristic of monomaniacs Words are nothing; it is the tone in which they are uttered JACQUELINE BY TH. BENTZON (MME. BLANC) JACQUELINE BY TH. BENTZON (MME. BLANC), V1 [IM#55][im55b10.txt]3968 Great interval between a dream and its execution Music--so often dangerous to married happiness Old women--at least thirty years old! Seldom troubled himself to please any one he did not care for Small women ought not to grow stout Sympathetic listening, never having herself anything to say The bandage love ties over the eyes of men Waste all that upon a thing that nobody will ever look at Women who are thirty-five should never weep JACQUELINE BY TH. BENTZON (MME. BLANC), V2 [IM#56][im56b10.txt]3969 A mother's geese are always swans Bathers, who exhibited themselves in all degrees of ugliness Fred's verses were not good, but they were full of dejection Hang out the bush, but keep no tavern A familiarity which, had he known it, was not flattering His sleeplessness was not the insomnia of genius Importance in this world are as easily swept away as the sand Natural longing, that we all have, to know the worst Notion of her husband's having an opinion of his own Pride supplies some sufferers with necessary courage Seemed to enjoy themselves, or made believe they did This unending warfare we call love Unwilling to leave him to the repose he needed JACQUELINE BY TH. BENTZON (MME. BLANC), V3 [IM#57][im57b10.txt]3970