We see flowers of good blooming in foul places. - William Makepeace Thackeray

She lived in her past life- these relics and remembrances of dead affection were all that was left her in the world.

We are Turks with the affections of our women; and have made them subscribe to our doctrine too. We let their bodies go abroad liberally enough, with smiles and ringlets and pink bonnets to disguise them instead of veils and yakmaks. But their souls must be seen by only one man, and they obey not unwillingly, and consent to remain at home as our slaves — ministering to us and doing drudgery for us.

Thus love makes fools of all of us, big and little