A flirt is like a dipper attached to a hydrant; every one is at liberty to drink from it, but no one desires to carry it away.

I knelt, and with the fervor of a lip unused to the cool breath of reason, told my love.

Flirtation is a circulating library, in which we seldom ask twice for the same volume.

It is godlike to unloose the spirit, and forget yourself in thought.

There is no divining-rod whose dip shall tell us at twenty what we shall most relish at thirty.

If there is anything that keeps the mind open to angel visits, and repels the ministry of ill, it is human love.

The value of life deepens incalculably with the privileges of travel.