No Friend To Love Like A Long

Love Ceases To Be A Pleasure, When It Ceases To Be A Secret.

Nothing Is More Capable Of Troubling Our Reason, And Consuming Our Health, Than Secret Notions Of Jealousy In Solitude.

Variety Is The Soul Of Pleasure.

Sure, I Rose The Wrong Way Today, I Have Had Such Damn'd Ill Luck Every Way.

Tis Love Alone Can Make Our Fetters Please.