Slow paces last the longer. Unless there's mutuality, a little, but growing pandemonium is kindled.
LXXXI. Govern yourself, then you may rule a kingdom, and then your mate.
LXXXII. Nothing but love can keep a man faithful, and not that always, unless he finds greater solace at home than abroad; and that's just it. They too often do, and that's her fault; for unless he does she's never sure of him.
LXXXIII. A woman must have love—must love and be loved—in all its true meanings; ought, of course, to have and exercise it at home, but if she don't have it there she will elsewhere; and he who imagines he can keep her true, in heart, at least, without loving her right along, and right straight from his to her soul, is an egotist, a fool, and dolt! Lost love seldom returns. It can only be won by truth, assiduity, and genuine manhood.
LXXXIV. An idle wife may be successfully tempted; so may a dressy one, or one subject to flattery. For such to be tempted is to fall. She will forget everything but a slight to her love—not passion; but a man will forget a slight to his love, but never forgive a sin against his conjugal rights. Ought he?
LXXXV. No power can tempt a woman against the man she loves, and whom she knows loves her in return.
LXXXVI. No rite of marriage gives ownership, but equality. Proprietorship means despair to her, dishonor to him.
LXXXVII. A woman in love can be wholly trusted, but not so with a man.
LXXXVIII. One sheep-killing dog will ruin all the other dogs he comes across, if you grant him time; and one loose woman will corrupt five hundred innocent girls or wives in six months if you but give her the chance to do so. It is their chief delight.
Finally I commend these twenty-eight points to the study of mankind, as also that portion of knowledge which is yet to be taught you here[in]after.
LXXXIX. The entire social, conjugal and domestic worlds to-day, are in an uproar, chaos and revolution.
It is deplorable that so much ill-will, sickness, discontent, hatred,
