Man's love (perhaps just because it is his play-thing, not his business) is more finely tempered than is woman's, and takes on a finer edge. For this very reason it is the more easily turned, and is the less useful. —It is the pocket-knife, not the lancet, that is oftener called into requisition. Also,
Man's love is usually a highly ephemeral affair.
With a man, love is like hunger or thirst: he makes a great fuss over it; he forgets when it is appeased. Yet
When "passion's trance" is overpast, it is fortunate if affection takes its place. So too,
In love it is the man who protests; and
That man is fortunate, who, after marriage, has not some dubious reflections as to whether he has protested over-much. For
In love, it is the man, generally, who makes a fool of himself.
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Love (like murder) will out. But
Jill keeps her secret better than Jack. For