love comes to man through his senses - to woman through her imagination.
When a man forgets his ideals he may hope for happiness, but not till then.
To love is to know the sacrifices which eternity exacts from life.
Talking to you is only thinking to myself - made easier.
We must know the measure of a man's desires before we can sound the depth of his regrets.
All forced virtue is degrading in it effect.