Compulsion hardly restores right; love yields all things.
We value the devotedness of friendship rather as an oblation to vanity than as a free interchange of hearts; an endearing contract of sympathy, mutual forbearance, and respect!
Love is full of imagination.
In his fairy dreams of war [Thaddeus] always made conquest the sure end of his battles.
we never know the blessings bestowed on us until we are separated from the possession of them.
When the cup of any sensual pleasure is drained to the bottom, there is always poison in the dregs.