The thought, the deadly thought of solitude.

Its better to lose your ego to the One you Love than to lose the One you Love to your Ego

You are always new. THe last of your kisses was ever the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest. When you pass'd my window home yesterday, I was fill'd with as much admiration as if I had then seen you for the first time...Even if you did not love me I could not help an entire devotion to you.

Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest.

Wine is only sweet to happy men.

There is an electric fire in human nature tending to purify - so that among these human creatures there is continually some birth of new heroism. The pity is that we must wonder at it, as we should at finding a pearl in rubbish.

A moment's thought is passion's passing knell.