Disguise our bondage as we will, 'Tis woman, woman, rules us still.

Romantic love is an illusion. Most of us discover this truth at the end of a love affair or else when the sweet emotions of love lead us into marriage and then turn down their flames.

Disappointments in love, even betrayals and losses, serve the soul at the very moment they seem in life to be tragedies. The soul is partly in time and partly in eternity. We might remember the part that resides in eternity when we feel despair over the part that is in life.

Fond memory brings the light of other days around me.

Socrates and Jesus, two teachers of virtue and love, were executed because of the unsettling, threatening power of their souls, which was revealed in their personal lives and in their words.

Go where we may, rest where we will, Eternal London haunts us still.

The heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close.