Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness.

Memories, imagination, old sentiments, and associations are more readily reached through the sense of smell than through any other channel.

Every event that a man would master must be mounted on the run, and no man ever caught the reins of a thought except as it galloped past him.

Life as we call it, is nothing but the edge of the boundless ocean of existence when it comes upon soundings.

Cupid "the little greatest enemy."

The best servant does his work unseen.

Where we love is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.