Love matches are made by people who are content, for a month of honey, to condemn themselves to a life of vinegar.

There is no magician like love.

Many minds that have withstood the most severe trials have been broken down by a succession of ignoble cares.

Only vain people wage war against the vanity of others.

Pleasure is like a cordial - a little of it is not injurious, but too much destroys.

Mountains appear more lofty the nearer they are approached, but great men resemble them not in this particular.

Life would be as insupportable without the prospect of death, as it would be without sleep.