I am so glad that you have never done anything, never carved a statue, or painted a picture, or produced anything outside of yourself! Life has been your art. You have set yourself to music. Your days are your sonnets.

There was something tragic in a friendship so colored by romance.

I had a strange feeling that Fate had in store for me exquisite joys and exquisite sorrows.

He is fairer than the morning star, and whiter than the moon. For his body I would give my soul, and for his love I would surrender heaven.

Whenever a man does a thoroughly stupid thing, it is always from the noblest motives.

Crying is for plain women. Pretty women go shopping.