Love ceases to be a pleasure when it ceases to be a secret.
He that knew all that learning ever writ Knew only this - that he knew...
Nothing is more capable of troubling our reason and consuming our health...
Faith sir we are here today and gone tomorrow.
Each moment of a happy lover's hour is worth an age of dull and common life.
We coin concepts and we use them to analyse and explain nature and society. But we seem to forget midway that these concepts are our own constructs and start equating them with reality.
