The reason for the unreason with which you treat my reason , so weakens my reason that with reason I complain of your beauty.

A father may have a child who is ugly and lacking in all the graces, and the love he feels for him puts a blindfold over his eyes so that he does not see his defects but considers them signs of charm and intelligence and recounts them to his friends as if they were clever and witty.

Love and war are the same thing, and stratagems and policy are as allowable in the one as in the other.

I had rather munch a crust of brown bread and an onion in a corner, without any more ado, or ceremony, than feed upon turkey at another man's table.

There were no embraces, because where there is great love there is often little display of it.

He who loses wealth loses much; he who loses a friend loses more; but he that loses his courage loses all.

Controlling my temper is important, ... Sometimes it's hard, but I try.