Love
We
don’t love qualities, we love persons; sometimes by reason of their defects as
well as of their qualities.
To
be happy with a man you must understand him a lot and love him a little. To be
happy with a woman you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all
Helen Rowland (1875–1950), U.S.
journalist. A Guide to Men, “Fourth
Interlude” (1922).
There
can be no deep disappointment where there is not deep love.
Where
there is no exaggeration there is no love, and where there is no love there is
no understanding
Where
there is no extravagance there is no love, and where there is no love there is
no understanding
So
long as we are loved by others I should say that we are almost indispensable;
and no man is useless while he has a friend.
Between
men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity,
worship, love, but no friendship.
Oscar Wilde (1854–1900), Anglo-Irish
playwright, author. Lord Darlington, in Lady
Windermere’s Fan,
Friendship is a disinterested commerce between equals; love, an abject
intercourse between tyrants and slaves.
Oliver Goldsmith (1728–74), Anglo-Irish
author, poet, playwright. Mr. Honeywood, in The
Good Natur’d Man, act 1
Friendship is Love without his wings!
Lord Byron (1788–1824), English poet.
L’Amitié est L’Amour Sans Ailes.
Love
is only chatter,
Friends
are all that matter.
The greatest sweetener of human life is Friendship. To raise this to the
highest pitch of enjoyment, is a secret which but few discover.
Joseph Addison (1672–1719), English
essayist. Interesting Anecdotes, Memoirs,
Allegories, Essays, and Poetical Fragments, “Of Friendship” (1794).
When all is said and done, friendship is the only trustworthy fabric of
the affections. So-called love is a delirious inhuman state of mind: when hot it
substitutes indulgence for fair play; when cold it is cruel, but friendship is
warmth in cold, firm ground in a bog.
Miles Franklin (1879–1954), Australian
authoress. My Career Goes Bung, ch. 19
(written 1900; published 1946).
Had we never lov’d sae kindly,
Had we
never lov’d sae blindly,
Never
met— or never parted—
We had
ne’er been broken-hearted.
Robert Burns (1759–96), Scottish poet. Ae
Fond Kiss.
It is a curious sensation: the sort of pain that goes mercifully beyond
our powers of feeling. When your heart is broken, your boats are burned: nothing
matters any more. It is the end of happiness and the beginning of peace.
George Bernard Shaw (1856–1950), Anglo-Irish
playwright, critic. Ellie, in Heartbreak
House, act 2.
Infatuation
I understand by this passion the union of desire, friendship, and
tenderness, which is inflamed by a single female, which prefers her to the rest
of her sex, and which seeks her possession as the supreme or the sole happiness
of our being.
Edward Gibbon (1737–94), English
historian. Memoirs of my Life (1796;
published in Routledge, Autobiography,
1971, pp. 54–55), of Gibbon’s youthful attachment to Mademoiselle Susan
Curchod, who he claimed was the only woman in his life, and whom he later
rejected. See Gibbon on Duty.
Infatuation
It is best to love wisely, no doubt: but to love foolishly is better than
not to be able to love at all.
William Makepeace Thackeray (1811–63), English author.
Pendennis, ch. 6 (1848–50).
Infatuation
One does not kill oneself for love of a
woman, but because love— any
love— reveals us in our nakedness,
our misery, our vulnerability, our nothingness.
Cesare Pavese (1908–50), Italian poet,
novelist, translator. The Burning Brand:
Diaries 1935–1950 (1952; tr. 1961), entry for 25 March 1950. See Pavese
on Suicide.
Infidelity
Men and women are not born inconstant: they are made so by their early
amorous experiences.
André Maurois (1885–1967), French
author, critic. The Art of Living,
“The Art of Loving” (1940).
Infidelity
Those who are faithful know only the trivial side of love: it is the
faithless who know love’s tragedies.
Oscar Wilde (1854–1900), Anglo-Irish
playwright, author. Lord Henry, in The
Picture of Dorian Gray, ch. 1 (1891).
Loneliness
When Christ said: “I was hungry and you fed me,” he didn’t mean only
the hunger for bread and for food; he also meant the hunger to be loved. Jesus
himself experienced this loneliness. He came amongst his own and his own
received him not, and it hurt him then and it has kept on hurting him. The same
hunger, the same loneliness, the same having no one to be accepted by and to be
loved and wanted by. Every human being in that case resembles Christ in his
loneliness; and that is the hardest part, that’s real hunger.
Mother Teresa (b. 1910), Albanian-born
Roman Catholic missionary. A Gift for God,
“Imitation of Christ” (1975).
Love, Ended
After all, my erstwhile dear,
My no
longer cherished,
Need we
say it was not love,
Just
because it perished?
Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892–1950), U.S. poet. Passer
Mortuus Est.
Love, Ended
And I shall find some girl perhaps,
And a
better one than you,
With
eyes as wise, but kindlier,
And lips
as soft, but true,
And I
daresay she will do.
Rupert Brooke (1887–1915), British poet.
The Chilterns.
Love, Ended
But that intimacy of mutual embarrassment, in which each feels that the
other is feeling something, having once existed, its effect is not to be done
away with.
George Eliot (1819–80), English
novelist, editor. Middlemarch, bk. 3,
ch. 27 (1871), of Rosamund and Lydgate.
Love, Ended
I leave before being left. I decide.
Brigitte Bardot (b. 1933), French screen
actor. Quoted in: Newsweek (New York,
5 March 1973).
Love, Ended
I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them
together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is
broken is broken— and
I’d rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken
places as long as I lived.
Margaret Mitchell (1900–1949), U.S.
novelist. Rhett Butler’s farewell to Scarlett O’Hara, in Gone
with the Wind, vol. 2, pt. 5, ch. 63 (1936). The last words of his speech
are: “I wish I could care what you do or where you go, but I can’t. My dear,
I don’t give a damn.”
Love, Ended
When once estrangement has arisen between those who truly love each other,
everything seems to widen the breach.
Mary Elizabeth Braddon (1837–1915), English
writer. Run to Earth, ch. 8 (1868).
Love, First
First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.
George Bernard Shaw (1856–1950), Anglo-Irish
playwright, critic. Broadbent, in John
Bull’s Other Island, act 4.
Love, First
In her first passion woman loves her lover,
In all
the others all she loves is love.
Lord Byron (1788–1824), English poet.
Don Juan, cto. 3, st. 3. The words are
from La Rochefoucauld, Maximes, no.
471 (1678).
Love, First
We love but once, for once only are we perfectly equipped for loving.
Cyril Connolly (1903–74), British critic.
The Unquiet Grave, pt. 1 (1944; rev.
1951).
Love
A man falls in love through his eyes, a woman through her ears.
Woodrow Wyatt (b. 1918), British
journalist. To the Point, “The Ears
Have It” (1981). Wyatt’s reasoning, apropos of women, was that “what is
said to them and what they believe about a man’s status is usually more
important than the superficiality of good looks.”
Love
An affair wants to spill, to share its glory with the world. No act is so
private it does not seek applause.
John Updike (b. 1932), U.S. author,
critic. Couples, ch. 2 (1968).
Love
At any rate, let us love for a while, for a year or so, you and me.
That’s a form of divine drunkenness that we can all try.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (1896–1940), U.S. author.
John to Kismine, in The Diamond as Big as
the Ritz, ch. 11 (1922).
Love
Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is
everything it’s cracked up to be. That’s why people are so cynical about it.
. . . It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And
the trouble is, if you don’t risk anything, you risk even more.
Erica Jong (b. 1942), U.S. author.
Hans, in How to Save Your Own Life,
“Intuition, extuition . . .” (1977).
Love
Falling in love consists
merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common-sense.
Helen
Rowland
(1875–1950), U.S. journalist. A Guide to Men, “Variations” (1922).
Love
Fantasy love is much
better than reality love. Never doing it is very exciting. The most exciting
attractions are between two opposites that never meet.
Andy
Warhol (1928–87),
U.S. pop artist. From A to B and Back Again, ch. 3 (1975).
Love
For it is the suffering
flesh, it is suffering, it is death, that lovers perpetuate upon the earth. Love
is at once the brother, son, and father of death, which is its sister, mother,
and daughter. And thus it is that in the depth of love there is a depth of
eternal despair, out of which springs hope and consolation.
Miguel
de Unamuno
(1864–1936), Spanish philosophical writer. The Tragic Sense of Life, ch.
7 (1913).
Love
For love . . . has two
faces; one white, the other black; two bodies; one smooth, the other hairy. It
has two hands, two feet, two tails, two, indeed, of every member and each one is
the exact opposite of the other. Yet, so strictly are they joined together that
you cannot separate them.
Virginia
Woolf (1882–1941),
British novelist. Orlando, ch. 2 (1928).
Love
Great passions, my dear,
don’t exist: they’re liars’ fantasies. What do exist are little loves that
may last for a short or a longer while.
Anna
Magnani (1918–73),
Egyptian-born Italian actor. Quoted in: Oriana Fallaci, The Egotists,
“Anna Magnani” (1963).
Love
He who is in love is wise
and is becoming wiser, sees newly every time he looks at the object beloved,
drawing from it with his eyes and his mind those virtues which it possesses.
Ralph
Waldo Emerson
(1803–82), U.S. essayist, poet, philosopher. “The Method of Nature,”
oration, 11 Aug. 1841, delivered to the Society of the Adelphi, Waterville
College, Me. (published in The Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1889).
Love
I don’t want to live—
I want to love first, and live incidentally.
Zelda
Fitzgerald
(1900–1948), U.S. writer. Letter, March 1919, to F. Scott Fitzgerald. Quoted
in: Nancy Milford, Zelda, pt. 1, ch. 4 (1970).
Love
I regard as a mortal sin
not only the lying of the senses in matters of love, but also the illusion which
the senses seek to create where love is only partial. I say, I believe, that one
must love with all of one’s being, or else live, come what may, a life of
complete chastity.
George
Sand (1804–76),
French novelist. The Story of My Life, vol. 4, pt. 5, ch. 7 (1856). Men
could never adhere to this principle, Sand added, but women, “helped by shame
and public opinion,” can easily accept the doctrine once convinced of its
worth.
Love
I shall always be a priest
of love.
D. H.
Lawrence
(1885–1930), British author. Letter, 25 Dec. 1912 (published in The Letters
of D. H. Lawrence, vol. 1, ed. by James T. Boulton, 1979).
Love
If I place love above
everything, it is because for me it is the most desperate, the most despairing
state of affairs imaginable.
André
Breton (1896–1966),
French surrealist. Taped discussions, 3 March 1928 (published in Recherches
sur la Sexualité, Jan. 1928–Aug. 1932, “Sixth Session,” ed. by José
Pierre, 1990).
Love
If love . . . means that
one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love
evaporates; there is nothing left to love. The integrity of self is gone.
Ann
Oakley (b. 1944),
British sociologist, author. Taking It Like a Woman, “Love:
Irresolution” (1984).
Love
If only the strength of
the love that people feel when it is reciprocated could be as intense and
obsessive as the love we feel when it is not; then marriages would be truly made
in heaven.
Ben
Elton (b. 1959),
British author, performer. Stark, “Private Investigations” (1989).
Love
If somebody says, “I
love you,” to me, I feel as though I had a pistol pointed at my head. What can
anybody reply under such conditions but that which the pistol-holder requires?
“I love you, too.”
Kurt
Vonnegut, Jr. (b.
1922), U.S. novelist. Wampeters, Foma and Granfallons, “Address at
Dedication of Wheaton College Library, 1973” (1974).
Love
If there’s delight in
love, ‘tis when I see
That heart, which others
bleed for, bleed for me.
William
Congreve
(1670–1729), English dramatist. Song sung by Mrs. Hodgson, in The Way of
the World, act 3, sc. 12.
Love
If thou must love me, let
it be for nought
Except for love’s sake
only. Do not say,
I love her for her smile
. . . her look . . . her way
Of speaking gently . . .
for a trick of thought
That falls in well with
mine, and, certes, brought
A sense of pleasant ease
on such a day—
For these things in
themselves, Beloved, may
Be changed, or change for
thee— and
love so
wrought,
May be unwrought so.
Elizabeth
Barrett Browning
(1806–61), English poet. Sonnets from the Portuguese, Sonnet 14.
Love
If you say, I love you,
then you have already fallen in love with language, which is already a form of
break up and infidelity.
Jean
Baudrillard (b.
1929), French semiologist. Cool Memories, ch. 4 (1987; tr. 1990).
Love
Immature love says: “I
love you because I need you.” Mature love says: “I need you because I love
you.”
Erich
Fromm (1900–1980),
U.S. psychologist. The Art of Loving, ch. 2 (1956).
Love
In love, there is always
one who kisses and one who offers the cheek.
French
Proverb. George
Bernard Shaw adapted this proverb in Heartbreak House, act 2: “One
turns the cheek: the other kisses it. One provides the cash: the other spends
it.”
Love
It is unfortunately very
true that, without leisure and money, love can be no more than an orgy of the
common man. . . . Instead of being a sudden impulse full of ardour and reverie,
it becomes a distastefully utilitarian affair.
Charles
Baudelaire
(1821–67), French poet. “The Painter of Modern Life,” sct. 9 (published in
L’Art Romantique, 1869; repr. in Selected Writings on Art and
Artists, ed. by P. E. Charvet, 1972).
Love
It was the men I deceived
the most that I loved the most.
Marguerite
Duras (1914–96),
French author, filmmaker. Practicalities, “The Chimneys of India
Song” (1987; tr. 1990).
Love
It’s unthinkable not to
love— you’d
have a severe nervous breakdown. Or you’d have to be Philip Larkin.
Lawrence
Durrell (1912–90),
British author. Interview in Observer (London, 11 Nov. 1990).
Love
I’ve only been in love
with a beer bottle and a mirror.
Sid
Vicious (1957–79),
British punk rocker. Sounds (London, 9 Oct. 1976).
Love
Love (understood as the
desire of good for another) is in fact so unnatural a phenomenon that it can
scarcely repeat itself, the soul being unable to become virgin again and not
having energy enough to cast itself out again into the ocean of another’s
soul.
James
Joyce (1882–1941),
Irish author. Notes to the play Exiles (written 1914–15; published
1952).
Love
Love and war are the same
thing, and stratagems and policy are as allowable in the one as in the other.
Miguel
de Cervantes
(1547–1616), Spanish writer. Don Quixote, in Don Quixote, pt. 2, bk. 5,
ch. 21 (1615; tr. by P. Motteux).
Love
Love does not consist in
gazing at each other but in looking together in the same direction.
Antoine
de Saint-Exupéry
(1900–1944), French aviator, author. Wind, Sand, and Stars, ch. 8
(1939).
Love
Love feels no burden,
regards not labors, strives toward more than it attains, argues not of
impossibility, since it believes that it may and can do all things. Therefore it
avails for all things, and fulfils and accomplishes much where one not a lover
falls and lies helpless.
Thomas
à Kempis
(1380–1471), German monk, mystic. The Imitation of Christ, pt. 3, ch. 6
(1471).
Love
Love is a great
beautifier.
Louisa
May Alcott
(1832–88), U.S. author. Little Women, pt. 2, ch. 1 (1869).
Love
Love is a smoke made with
the fume of sighs,
Being purged, a fire
sparkling in lovers’ eyes,
Being vexed, a sea
nourished with lovers’ tears.
What is it else? A
madness most discreet,
A choking gall and a
preserving sweet.
William
Shakespeare
(1564–1616), English dramatist, poet. Romeo, in Romeo and Juliet, act
1, sc. 1.
Love
Love is an act of endless
forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.
Peter
Ustinov (b. 1921),
British actor, writer, director. Christian Science Monitor (Boston, 9
Dec. 1958).
Love
Love is free; to promise
for ever to love the same woman is not less absurd than to promise to believe
the same creed; such a vow in both cases excludes us from all inquiry.
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792–1822), English poet. Even Love Is Sold, a note from Queen Mab (1813)
Love
Love is life. All,
everything that I understand, I understand only because I love. Everything is,
everything exists, only because I love. Everything is united by it alone. Love
is God, and to die means that I, a particle of love, shall return to the general
and eternal source.
Leo Tolstoy
(1828–1910), Russian novelist, philosopher. Prince Andrew, in War and
Peace, bk. 12, ch. 4 (1868–69)
Love
Love is made by two
people, in different kinds of solitude. It can be in a crowd, but in an
oblivious crowd.
Louis
Aragon (1897–1982),
French poet. Taped discussion in La Révolution Surréaliste, no. 11,
Paris, 15 March 1928; repr. in Recherches sur la Sexualité, Jan. 1928–
Aug. 1932, “Second Session, ed. by José Pierre (1990).
Love
Love is not enough. It
must be the foundation, the cornerstone— but
not the complete structure. It is much too pliable, too yielding.
Bette
Davis (1908–89),
U.S. screen actor. The Lonely Life, ch. 19 (1962).
Love
Love is often nothing but
a favorable exchange between two people who get the most of what they can
expect, considering their value on the personality market.
Erich Fromm
(1900–1980), U.S. psychologist. The Sane Society, ch. 5,
“Alienation” (1955).
Love
Love is the direct
opposite of hate. By definition it’s something you can’t feel for
more than a few minutes at a time, so what’s all this bullshit about loving
somebody for the rest of your life?
Judith
Rossner (b. 1935),
U.S. author. Nine Months in the Life of an Old Maid, pt. 2 (1969).
Love
Love is the wisdom of the
fool and the folly of the wise.
Samuel
Johnson (1709–84),
English author, lexicographer. Quoted in: William Cooke, Life of Samuel
Foote, vol. 2 (repr. in Johnsonian Miscellanies, vol. 2, ed. by
George Birkbeck Hill, 1897).
Love
Love is too young to know
what conscience is.
William
Shakespeare
(1564–1616), English dramatist, poet. Sonnet 151.
Love
Love, the quest; marriage,
the conquest; divorce, the inquest.
Helen
Rowland
(1875–1950), U.S. journalist. A Guide to Men, “Syncopations”
(1922).
Love
Many people when they fall
in love look for a little haven of refuge from the world, where they can be sure
of being admired when they are not admirable, and praised when they are not
praiseworthy.
Bertrand
Russell
(1872–1970), British philosopher, mathematician. The Conquest of Happiness,
ch. 9 (1930).
Love
Men and women are not free
to love decently until they have analysed themselves completely and swept away
every mystery from sex; and this means the acquisition of a profound
philosophical theory based on wide reading of anthropology and enlightened
practice.
Aleister
Crowley
(1875–1947), British occultist. The Confessions of Aleister Crowley, ch.
44 (1929; rev. 1970).
Love
Men have died from time to
time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
William
Shakespeare
(1564–1616), English dramatist, poet. Rosalind, in As You Like It, act
4, sc. 1.
Love
O lyric Love, half angel
and half bird
And all a wonder and a
wild desire.
Robert
Browning (1812–89),
English poet. The Ring and the Book, bk. 1.
Love
Whoso loves
Believes the impossible.
Elizabeth
Barrett Browning
(1806–61), English poet. Aurora Leigh, bk. 5 (1857).
Love
When one is in love, one
always begins by deceiving one’s self, and one always ends by deceiving
others. That is what the world calls a romance.
Oscar
Wilde (1854–1900),
Anglo-Irish playwright, author. Lord Henry, in The Picture of Dorian Gray,
ch. 4 (1891). The same words reappeared spoken by Lord Illingworth in A Woman
of No Importance, act 3.
Love
When first we met we did
not guess
That Love would prove so
hard a master.
Robert
Bridges
(1844–1930), British poet. Triolet.
Love
We’ve got this gift of
love, but love is like a precious plant. You can’t just accept it and leave it
in the cupboard or just think it’s going to get on by itself. You’ve got to
keep watering it. You’ve got to really look after it and nurture it.
John
Lennon (1940–80),
British rock musician. Man of the Decade, broadcast, 30 Dec. 1969, ATV.
Love
Well, love is insanity.
The ancient Greeks knew that. It is the taking over of a rational and lucid mind
by delusion and self-destruction. You lose yourself, you have no power over
yourself, you can’t even think straight.
Marilyn
French (b. 1929),
U.S. author, critic. Valerie, in The Women’s Room, ch. 4, sct. 10
(1977).
Love
We loved, sir—
used to meet:
How sad and bad and mad
it was—
But then, how it was
sweet!
Robert
Browning (1812–89),
English poet. Confessions, st. 9.
Love
We love in another’s
soul
whatever of ourselves
we can deposit in it;
the greater the deposit,
the greater the love.
Irving
Layton (b. 1912),
Canadian poet. The Whole Bloody Bird, “Aphs” (1969).
Love
True love is like ghosts,
which everyone talks about but few have seen.
François,
Duc de La Rochefoucauld (1613–80), French writer, moralist. Sentences et Maximes Morales,
no. 76 (1678).
Love
To try to write love is to
confront the muck of language: that region of hysteria where language is
both too much and too little, excessive . . . and impoverished.
Roland
Barthes (1915–80),
French semiologist. A Lover’s Discourse, “Inexpressible Love”
(1977; tr. 1979).
Love
To love someone is to
isolate him from the world, wipe out every trace of him, dispossess him of his
shadow, drag him into a murderous future. It is to circle around the other like
a dead star and absorb him into a black light.
Jean
Baudrillard (b.
1929), French semiologist. Fatal Strategies, “Ironic Strategies”
(1983; tr. 1990).
Love
There is no fear in love;
but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is
not made perfect in love.
Bible:
New Testament. 1
John 4:18.
Love
The world is wonderful and
beautiful and good beyond one’s wildest imagination. Never, never, never could
one conceive what love is, beforehand, never. Life can be great—
quite god-like. It can be so. God be thanked I have
proved it.
D. H.
Lawrence
(1885–1930), British author. Letter, 2 June 1912 (published in The Letters
of D. H. Lawrence, vol. 1, ed. by James T. Boulton, 1979). Lawrence wrote
the letter after eloping to Germany with Frieda von Richthofen, wife of his old
university professor, whom he later married.
Love
The fate of love is that
it always seems too little or too much.
Amelia
Barr (1831–1919),
Anglo-American novelist. The Belle of Bolling Green, ch. 5 (1904)
Love
People who are not in love
fail to understand how an intelligent man can suffer because of a very ordinary
woman. This is like being surprised that anyone should be stricken with cholera
because of a creature so insignificant as the comma bacillus.
Marcel Proust (1871–1922), French novelist. Remembrance of Things
Past, vol. 2, “Swann’s Way: Swann in Love” (1913; tr. by Scott
Monkrieff, 1922).
Youth
Enjoy the Spring of Love
and Youth,
To some good angel leave
the rest;
For Time will teach thee
soon the truth,
There are no birds in
last year’s nest!
Henry
Wadsworth Longfellow
(1807–82), U.S. poet. It Is Not Always May.
Romanticism
Romanticism is not just a
mode; it literally eats into every life. Women will never get rid of just
waiting for the right man.
Anita
Brookner (b. 1938),
British novelist, art historian. Interview in Women Writers Talk (ed. by
Olga Kenyon, 1989).
Romance
Romance should never begin
with sentiment. It should begin with science and end with a settlement.
Oscar
Wilde (1854–1900),
Anglo-Irish playwright, author. Mrs. Cheveley, in An Ideal Husband, act
3.
Romance
Nothing spoils a romance
so much as a sense of humour in the woman.
Oscar
Wilde (1854–1900),
Anglo-Irish playwright, author. Lord Illingworth, in A Woman of No
Importance, act 1.
Romance
And what’s romance?
Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything As You Like It, where rain
never wets your jacket and gnats never bite your nose and it’s always
daisy-time.
D. H.
Lawrence
(1885–1930), British author. Studies in Classic American Literature, ch.
7 (1924).
Relationships
The only way of knowing a
person is to love them without hope.
Walter
Benjamin
(1892–1940), German critic and philosopher. One-Way Street, “Arc
Lamp” (1928; repr. in One-Way Street and Other Writings, 1978).
Relationships
One can find women who
have never had one love affair, but it is rare indeed to find any who have had
only one.
François,
Duc de La Rochefoucauld (1613–80), French writer, moralist. Sentences et Maximes Morales,
no. 73 (1678).
Relationships
Nowadays love is a matter
of chance, matrimony a matter of money and divorce a matter of course.
Helen
Rowland
(1875–1950), U.S. journalist. Reflections of a Bachelor Girl (1903).
The epigram reappeared in Rowland, A Guide to Men, “Cymbals and
Kettle-Drums” (1922).
Relationships
In the mythic schema of
all relations between men and women, man proposes, and woman is disposed of.
Angela
Carter (1940–92),
British author. The Sadeian Woman, “Polemical Preface” (1979).