On with the dance! let joy be unconfin'd No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the Glowing Hours with Flying feet

Man's love is of man's life a part; it is a woman's whole existence. In her first passion, a woman loves her lover, in all the others all she loves is love.

I have always laid it down as a maxim -and found it justified by experience -that a man and a woman make far better friendships than can exist between two of the same sex -but then with the condition that they never have made or are to make love to each other.

It is the lava of the imagination whose eruption prevents an earthquake.

Yet smelt roast meat, beheld a huge fire shine, And cooks in motion with their clean arms bared.

There's not a sea the passenger e'er pukes in, Turns up more dangerous breakers than the Euxine.

Since Eve ate the apple, much depends on dinner.