Who gets the first of a woman's heart? In all my experience I have never yet met with the man who was Number One. Number Two, sometimes. Number Three, Four, Five, often. Number One, never! He exists, of course—but I have not met with him.
What are we (I ask) but puppets in a show-box?
Oh, omnipotent Destiny, pull our strings gently!
Dance us mercifully off our miserable little stage!