No frozen-hearted woman ever I laid eyes on but has made duty her religion.
Love is a game in which one always cheats.
Woman is closer to angels than man because she knows how to mingle an infinite tenderness with the most absolute compassion.
All we are is in the soul.
Loyalty in time of need is possibly one of the noblest of victories a courtier can win over himself.
Love has its own instinct, finding the way to the heart, as the feeblest insect finds the way to its flower, with a will which nothing can dismay nor turn aside.