The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, And all the sweet serenity of books.
I venerate old age; and I love not the man who can look without emotion upon the sunset of life, when the dusk of evening begins to gather over the watery eye, and the shadows of twilight grow broader and deeper upon the understanding.
Love gives itself; it is not bought.
The dawn is not distant, nor is the night starless; love is eternal.
Love keeps the cold out better than a cloak.
It is difficult to know at what moment love begins; it is less difficult to know that it has begun.
Talk not of wasted affection - affection never was wasted.
When one is truly in love, one not only says it, but shows it.
There is nothing holier in this life of ours than the first consciousness of love, the first fluttering of its silken wings.
Enjoy the Spring of Love and Youth, to some good angel leave the rest; For Time will teach thee soon the truth, there are no birds in last year's nest!
Talk not of wasted affection, affection never was wasted; If it enrich not the heart of another, its waters, returning Back to their springs, like the rain, shall fill them full of refreshment; That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.
A boy's will is the wind's will, and the thought's of youth are long, long thoughhts
It is a beautiful trait in the lover's character, that they think no evil of the object loved.
The world loves a spice of wickedness.
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