Epigrams of Love. WOMEN AND THEIR-AFFECTIONS.

Otago Witness, Issue 2310, 9 June 1898, Page 52

Epigrams of Love. WOMEN AND THEIR -AFFECTIONS.

The following are taken from ChatfieldTaylor's new novel, "The Vice of Fools " :—

All women have hearts ; a few have intellects. .

A woman's heart is like one of those toy balloons children play with ; it is lighter than air and moat restless when tied to somebody.

Morality has sexual variations ; in a woman it is honour, in a m&n honesty.

A woman's face is icvariably a mask of her fancy ; like a Courb masker, she cau only be recognised by her mouth.

. A sincere woman lovee, a fiukle ?>oman loves to love, and a selSsh woman loves to be loved.

An American girl is sometimes a volcano, but more often a refrigerator. The violence of love is its bitterness. For woman ' marriage is inevitable; for man ib is insauity.

A woman almost invariably loves the wrong man.

A woman is often obedient to the man she hates and obdurate to him sho lovea.

Love is sometimes a question of preference, more often a predicament.

Men rule ths world and the women rule the men.

Clever men are usually taken in by mea ; ib is the silly woman who take men in.

There is bub one thing as deceptive as a pretty woman's smile, and that is her words.

Pretty women are not all insincere ; somaare merely inconstant.

The constancy of a pretty woman depends very much upon the man she falls in love with.

An ambitious man should be a bachelor. Then he can rise by flirting with the wives of lbs men in power.

A clever pauper nesds money, uot brains, in a wife.

In Europe a lover is a conqueror who drags a willing captive at his chariot wheels ; in America he is a tame pussy cat who is allowed lo pnrr aB convenient moments.

In Europe a woman would die 20 times for the man she loves. In America she might die if she were nob loved by 20 men at the tame time*

Love a womin with an intellect if you want to be wretched ; marry one if yoa want to ba successful

The grearnsss of many a man is merely the possession of a clever wife.

If there be a woman who does nob wish to be admired it is one whose soul is de*dened by neglect, one who realises her own repulsiveness.

Every woman deep in her heart loves a hero.

tuccess is the only attainable goal in this world, and even that is precarious. Being too old to have women falling in love with toe, I try to keep them from falling in love with others.

Any fool can fall in love. It takes a wise man to fnll on his feet.

Why should the world fiad fault with the maa who marries for money ? For my parfc, I believe the rich should marry the poor, the poor the rich. It makes a more equitable distribution of wealth.

Criminals ana lovers have the common habit of seeking concealment in boldness. Love is a disease. Love is an ignus fatuus— the fire of love — which hovers oocrv c r the wilderness of life.

Love is always unattainable, the will-o'-the wisp.

It is always a tragedy when a young girl marries an old man.