Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is.

When a man has once loved a woman, he will do anything for her, except continue to love her.

The best way will be to avoid each other without appearing to do so -- or if we jostle, at any rate not to bite.

She's gone. I am abused, and my relief must be to loathe her.

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.

There are few people who are not ashamed of their love affairs when the infatuation is over.