Love is a great master. It teaches us to be what we never were.

I always do the first line well, but I have trouble doing the others.

I live on good soup, not on fine words.

No reason makes it right To shun accepted ways from stubborn spite; And we may better join the foolish crowd Than cling to wisdom, lonely though unbowed.

All is wholesome in the absence of excess.

There is no praise to bear the sort that you put in your pocket.

The great ambition of women is to inspire love.