Love finds an altar for forbidden fires.

That each from other differs, first confess; next that he varies from himself no less.

Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of sense, Lie in three words,-health, peace, and competence.

What Reason weaves, by Passion is undone.

The cabinets of the sick and the closets of the dead have been ransacked to publish private letters and divulge to all mankind the most secret sentiments of friendship.

The ruling passion, be it what it will. The ruling passion conquers reason still.

Monuments, like men, submit to fate.