Love Is Full Of Imagination.

People Do Not Always Understand The Motives Of Sublime Conduct, And When They Are Astonished They Are Very Apt To Think They Ought To Be Alarmed The Truth Is None Are Fit Judges Of Greatness But Those Who Are Capable Of It.

The Best Manner Of Avenging Ourselves Is By Not Resembling Him Who Injured Us; And It Is Hardly Possible For One Man To Be More Unlike Another Than He That Forbears To Avenge Himself Of Wrong Is To Him Who Did The Wrong.

The Doubts Of Love Are Never To Be Wholly Overcome; They Grow With Its Various Anxieties, Timidities, And Tenderness, And Are The Very Fruits Of The Reverence In Which The Admired Object Is Beheld.

The Mob Is A Sort Of Bear; While Your Ring Is Through Its Nose, It Will Even Dance Under Your Cudgel; But Should The Ring Slip, And You Lose Your Hold, The Brute Will Turn And Rend You.

Happiness Is Not Perfected Until It Is Shared.