There hardly can be a greater difference between any two men, than there too often is, between the same man, a lover and a husband.

There would be no supporting life were we to feel quite as poignantly for others as we do for ourselves.

Women's eyes are wanderers, and too often bring home guests that are very troublesome to them, and whom, once introduced, they cannot get out of the house.

By my soul, I can neither eat, drink, nor sleep; nor, what's still worse, love any woman in the world but her.

Nothing can be more wounding to a spirit not ungenerous, than a generous forgiveness.

Marry first, and love will come after is a shocking assertion; since a thousand things may happen to make the state but barely tolerable, when it is entered into with mutual affection.

Platonic love is platonic nonsense.