[h]appy Or Miserable, Life Is The Only

Real Love Is The Love That Sometimes Arises After Sensual Pleasure: If It Does, It Is Immortal; The Other Kind Inevitably Goes Stale, For It Lies In Mere Fantasy.

Desires Are But Pain And Torment, And Enjoyment Is Sweet Because It Delivers Us From Them.

[matrimony] Is The Grave Of Love.

I Have Always Had Such Sincere Love For Truth, That I Have Often Begun By Telling Stories For The Purpose Of Getting Truth To Enter The Heads Of Those Who Could Not Appreciate Its Charms.

One Who Makes No Mistakes Makes Nothing