Oh, what a dear ravishing thing is the beginning of an Amour
Variety is the soul of pleasure.
That perfect tranquillity of life, which is nowhere to be found but in retreat, a faithful friend and a good library
Each moment of a happy lover's hour is worth an age of dull and common life
Nothing is more capable of troubling our reason, and consuming our health, than secret notions of jealousy in solitude.
He that knew all that learning ever writ, Knew only this - that he knew nothing yet
Patience is a flatterer, sir and an ass, sir
Come away; poverty's catching
Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret.
Money speaks sense in a language all nations understand.
One hour of right-down love is worth an age of dully living on.
That perfect tranquility of life, which is nowhere to be found but in retreat, a faithful friend and a good library.
Fantastic fortune thou deceitful light,That cheats the weary traveler by night,Though on a precipice each step you tread,I am resolved to follow where you lead.
Each moment of a happy love's hour is worth an age of dull and common life.
There is no sinner like a young saint.