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Now love is so very subtle an essence, such an indefinable metaphysical marvel, that its due force, though very cruelly felt by the sufferer himself, is never clearly understood by those who look on at its torments and wonder why he takes the common fever so badly.

— Mary Elizabeth Braddon Lady Audley's Secret (1862)

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You can make no excuse for his love, that fatal irresistible passion, which outweighs truth and honour when they are set in the opposite scale.

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A woman's love is such a capricious thing, and so often bestowed upon the least deserving amongst those who seek it.

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I consider any man a fool who allows himself to be captivated by a pretty face.

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Miss Lucy Graham was blessed with that magic power of fascination, by which a woman can charm with a word or intoxicate with a smile.

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Do you think I will suffer myself to be baffled?

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