Out of chaos God made a world, and out of high passions comes a people.
In England the only homage which they pay to Virtue – is hypocrisy.
Fame is the thirst of youth.
The ‘good old times’ – all times when old are good.
Wives in their husbands’ absences grow subtler, And daughters sometimes run off with the butler.
I do detest everything which is not perfectly mutual.
Let none think to fly the danger for soon or late love is his own avenger.
A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover but will sooner or later find a tyrant.
Man is born passionate of body, but with an innate though secret tendency to the love of Good in his main-spring of Mind. But God help us all! It is at present a sad jar of atoms.
There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.