Coquetry is the champagne of love.

All women seem by nature to be coquettes.

Women know not the whole of their coquetry.

New vows to plight, and plighted vows to break.

The characteristic of coquettes is affectation governed by whim.

It is a species of coquetry to make a parade of never practising it.

Coquettes know how to please, not love, and that is why men love them SO much.

Fortune is like a coquette; if you don't run after her, she will run after you.

A coquette is like a recruiting sergeant, always on the lookout for fresh victims.

The ladies--Heaven bless them!--are, as a general rule, coquettes from babyhood upwards.

Wit resembles a coquette; those who the most eagerly run after it are the least favored.

An accomplished coquette excites the passions of others, in proportion as she feels none herself.

Women find it far more difficult to overcome their inclination to coquetry than to overcome their love.

A modern writer likens coquettes to those hunters who do not eat the game which they have successfully pursued.

For a woman to be at once a coquette and a bigot is more than the humblest of husbands can bear; she should mercifully choose between the two.

The coquette has companions, indeed, but no lovers,--for love is respectful and timorous; and where among her followers will she find a husband?

I don't like to talk much with people who always agree with me. It is amusing to coquette with an echo for a little while, but one soon tires of it.

I've always been given respect because I'm kind of mannish, and I'm not a great beauty. I've never played the coquette card because I'm no good at it.

The life of a coquette is one constant lie; and the only rule by which you can form any correct judgment of them is that they are never what they seem.

Such is your cold coquette, who can't say "No," And won't say "Yes," and keeps you on and off-ing On a lee-shore, till it begins to blow, Then sees your heart wreck'd, with an inward scoffing.

In the School of Coquettes Madam Rose is a scholar,-O, they fish with all nets In the School of Coquettes! When her brooch she forgets 'Tis to show her new collar; In the School of Coquettes Madam Rose is a scholar!

It rarely happens otherwise than that a thorough-faced coquette dies in celibacy, as a punishment for her attempts to mislead others, by encouraging looks, words, or actions, given for no other purpose than to draw men on to make overtures that they may be rejected.

Ce n'est gue' re que dans les asiles que les coquettes gardent avec ente" tement une foi entie' re en des regards absents; normalement, elles re clament des te moins. Women fond of dress are hardly ever entirely satisfied not to be seen, except among the insane; usually they want witnesses.

Any woman may act the part of a coquette successfully who has the reputation without the scruples of modesty. If a woman passes the bounds of propriety for our sakes, and throws herself unblushingly at our heads, we conclude it is either from a sudden and violent liking, or from extraordinary merit on our parts, either of which is enough to turn any man's head who has a single spark of gallantry or vanity in his composition.

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