Such squeamish youths as cannot bear to be connected with a little absurdity are not worth a regret.

Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you.

From politics it was an easy step to silence.

A man would always wish to give a woman a better home than the one he takes her from; and he who can do it, where there is no doubt of her regard, must, I think, be the happiest of mortals.

A man who has nothing to do with his own time has no conscience in his intrusion on that of others.

I am sorry to tell you that I am getting very extravagant and spending all my money: and what is worse for you, I have been spending yours too.

If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.