People of a lively imagination are generally curious, and always so when a little in love.

They who go Feel not the pain of parting; it is they Who stay behind that suffer.

Enjoy the Spring of Love and Youth, to some good angel leave the rest; For Time will teach thee soon the truth, there are no birds in last year's nest!

I am never indifferent, and never pretend to be, to what people say or think of my books. They are my children, and I like to have them liked.

The bravest are the tenderest.

A boy's will is the wind's will.

Ah, Nothing is too late, till the tired heart shall cease to palpitate.