Imagination, whatever may be said to the contrary, will always hold a place in history, as truth does in romance. Has not romance been penned with history in view?

Always have old memories, and young hopes.

Up to forty a woman has only forty springs in her heart. After that age she has only forty winters.

Whoever embarks with women embarks with a storm; but they are themselves the safety boats.

The heart is always young only in the recollection of those whom it has loved in youth.

The graves of those we have loved and lost distress and console as.

Happiness is always the inaccessible castle which sinks in ruin when we set foot on it.