I cannot love a man who cannot protect me.

Increase of love brings increase of happiness, when it is mutual, and pure as that will be.

What business had I to think so much of one that never thought of me?

A little girl loves her bird--Why? Because it lives and feels; because it is helpless and harmless? A toad, likewise, lives and feels, and is equally helpless and harmless; but though she would not hurt a toad, she cannot love it like the bird, with its graceful form, soft feathers, and bright, speaking eyes.

My cup of sweets is not unmingled: it is dashed with a bitterness that I cannot hide from myself, disguise it as I will.

All our talents increase in the using, and every faculty, both good and bad, strengthens by exercise.

Keep guard over your eyes and ears as the inlets of your heart, and over your lips as the outlets, lest they betray you in a moment of unwariness.