The mind which is created quick to love, is responsive to everything that is pleasing, soon as by pleasure it is awakened into activity. Your apprehensive faculty draws an impression from a real object, and unfolds it within you, so that it makes the mind turn thereto. And if, being turned, it inclines towards it, that inclination is love; that is nature, which through pleasure is bound anew within you.

And we came forth to contemplate the stars.

Without hope we live in desire.

He who shall never be divided from me kissed my mouth all trembling.

Consider that this day ne'er dawns again.

Seldom indeed does human virtue rise From trunk to branch.

There's not the least thing can be said or done, but people will talk and find fault.