... he that will live in this World, must be endu'd with the three rare Qualities of Dissimulation, Equivocation, and mental Reservation.
Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret.
Jealousy, the old worm that bites.
You may make love in dancing as well as sitting.
I value fame as much as if I had been born a Hero.
Love, like reputation, once fled, never returns more.