My heart in passion, and my head on rhymes.
I am acquainted with no immaterial sensuality so delightful as good acting.
The very best of vineyards is the cellar
The sight of blood to crowds begets the thirst of more, As the first wine-cup leads to the long revel.
But I had not quite fixed whether to make him [Don Juan] end in Hell-or in an unhappy marriage,-not knowing which would be the severest.
Perhaps the early grave Which men weep over may be meant to save.