Prudence, like experience, must be paid for.

I ne'er could any lustre see In eyes that would not look on me; I ne'er saw nectar on a lip But where my own did hope to sip.

If it is abuse, - why one is always sure to hear of it from one damned goodnatured friend or another!

When delicate and feeling souls are separated, there is not a feature in the sky, not a movement of the elements, not an aspiration of the breeze, but hints some cause for a lover's apprehension.

Humanity always becomes a conqueror.

Modesty is a quality in a lover more praised by the women than liked.

Good reading makes for damn hard writing.