The happiest of pillows is not that which love first presses! it is that which death has frowned on and passed over.
Walter Savage LandorIt has been my fortune to love in general those men most who have thought most differently from me, on subjects wherein others pardon no discordance. I think I have no more right to be angry with a man, whose reason has followed up a process different from what mine has, and is satisfied with the result, than with one who has gone to Venice while I am at Siena, and who writes to me that he likes the place.
Walter Savage Landor