Forgive them even if they’re not sorry.
Every city has a sex and an age which have nothing to do with demography. Rome is feminine. London is a teenager, an urchin, and in this hasn’t changed since the time of Dickens. Paris, I believe, is a man in his twenties in love with an older woman.
Write to me in spite of my silence. Sometimes it seems I no longer have anything to say to anyone except to you and in everything I intend to do, I would be at quite a loss if I could not turn to you.
If someone really loves you, no matter how many other people they meet, their feelings for you wouldn’t change. A real lover can’t be stolen.