Love is not a volunteer thing.

What a world is this! What is there in it desirable? The good we hope for so strangely mixed, that one knows not what to wish for!And one half of mankind tormenting the other, and being tormented themselves in tormenting!

Prejudices in disfavor of a person fix deeper, and are much more difficult to be removed, than prejudices in favor.

Would Alexander, madman as he was, have been so much a madman, had it not been for Homer?

The World is not enough used to this way of writing, to the moment. It knows not that in the minutiae lie often the unfoldings ofthe Story, as well as of the heart; and judges of an action undecided, as if it were absolutely decided.

Whom we fear more than love, we are not far from hating.

Marriage is the highest state of friendship. If happy, it lessens our cares by dividing them, at the same time that it doubles our pleasures by mutual participation.