A man's desire is for the woman, but the woman's desire is rarely other than for the desire of the man.

To admire on principle is the only way to imitate without loss of originality.

Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold: Her skin was white as leprosy, The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold.

Brute animals have the vowel sounds; man only can utter consonants.

Love is the admiration and cherishing of the amiable qualities of the beloved person, upon the condition of yourself being the object of their action.

It [is] very unfair to influence a child's mind by inculcating any opinions before it [has] come to years of discretion to choose for itself.

How strange and awful is the synthesis of life and death in the gusty winds and falling leaves of an autumnal day!