Love's But A Frailty Of The Mind,

Fear Comes From Uncertainty. When We Are Absolutely Certain, Whether Of Our Worth Or Worthlessness, We Are Almost Impervious To Fear.

A Woman Only Obliges A Man To Secrecy, That She May Have The Pleasure Of Telling Herself.

If This Be Not Love, It Is Madness, And Then It Is Pardonable.

Turn Pimp, Flatterer, Quack, Lawyer, Parson, Be Chaplain To An Atheist, Or Stallion To An Old Woman, Anything But A Poet; For A Poet Is Worse, More Servile, Timorous And Fawning Than Any I Have Named.

Nothing But You Can Lay Hold Of My Mind, And That Can Lay Hold Of Nothing But You.