Occupation is one great source of enjoyment. No man, properly occupied, was ever miserable.

All sweeping assertions are erroneous.

... true love is like religion, it hath its silence and its sanctity.

Experience teaches, it is true; but she never teaches in time.

No thoroughly occupied man was ever yet very miserable.[to feel unhappy you need the time to consider how your lot could be better]

Do anything but love; or if thou lovest and art a woman, hide thy love from him whom thou dost worship; never let him know how dear he is; flit like a bird before him; lead him from tree to tree, from flower to flower; but be not won, or thou wilt, like that bird, when caught and caged, be left to pine neglected and perish in forgetfulness.

It is amazing how much a thought expands and refines by being put into speech: I should think it could hardly know itself.