marriage is usually considered the grave, and not the cradle of love.

There is something so different in Venice from any other place in the world, that you leave at once all accustomed habits and everyday sights to enter an enchanted garden.

All judges had rather that ten innocent should suffer than that one guilty should escape.

With how many things are we on the brink of becoming acquainted, if cowardice or carelessness did not restrain our inquiries.

. . . the companions of our childhood always possess a certain power over our minds which hardly any later friend can obtain.

What can stop the determined heart and resolved will of man?

Evil thenceforth became my good.