Love Is Only A Feeling

Love Is Only A Feeling Of Curiousity More Or Less Intense, Grafted Upon The Inclination Placed In Us By Nature That The Species May Be Preserved.

A Man Who Makes Known His Love By Words Is A Fool.

Happy Are Those Lovers Who, When Their Senses Require Rest, Can Fall Back Upon The Intellectual Enjoyments Afforded By The Mind! Sweet Sleep Then Comes, And Lasts Until The Body Has Recovered Its General Harmony. On Awaking, The Senses Are Again Active And Always Ready To Resume Their Action.

My Errors Will Point To Thinking Men The Various Roads, And Will Teach Them The Great Art Of Treading On The Brink Of The Precipice Without Falling Into It.

When You Fool A Fool You Strike A Blow For Intelligence.