A good disposition is a virtue in itself, and it is lasting; the burden of the years cannot depress it, and love that is founded on it endures to the end.
Majesty and love do not well agree, nor do they live together.
As the mind of each man is conscious of good or evil, so does he conceive within his breast hope or fear, according to his actions.
The vulgar crowd values friends according to their usefulness.
Love's dominion, like a kings, admits of no partition.
Pursuits become habits.