Although love dwells in gorgeous palaces, and sumptuous apartments, more willingly than in miserable and desolate cottages, it cannot be denied but that he sometimes causes his power to be felt in the gloomy recesses of forests, among the most bleak and rugged mountains, and in the dreary caves of a desert.

My mind is wholly possessed by Love, who rules every part there of, in virtue of his all-embracing deity.

Much is required of those who are happy, especially if they have needed comforting in the past, and have received it.

To have compassion for those who suffer is a human quality which everyone should possess, especially those who have required comfort themselves in the past and have managed to find it in others.

Nothing is so indecent that it cannot be said to another person if the proper words are used to convey it.

No-thing less splendid than a golden sepulchre would have suited so noble a heart.

Human it is to have compassion on the unhappy.