In Love Deceit Almost Always Outstrips Distrust.

We Sometimes Imagine We Hate Flattery, But We Only Hate The Way We Are Flattered.

If We Judge Love By Most Of Its Effects, It Resembles Rather Hatred Than Affection.

Passion Often Makes A Fool Of The Cleverest Man And Often Makes The Most Foolish Men Clever

The Truest Comparison We Can Make Of Love Is To Liken It To A Fever; We Have No More Power Over The One Than The Other, Either As To Its Violence Or Duration.

Heat Of Blood Makes Young People Change Their Inclinations Often, And Habit Makes Old Ones Keep To Theirs A Great While.