A regular well-governed affection does not scorch; but, like the lamp of life, warms the breast with a gentle and refreshing heat.

Too light winning

Shelley.

Makes the prize light.

Shakespeare.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the

mind.

Loving goes by haps:

Shakespeare.

Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.

Shakespeare.

They do not love, that do not show their love.

Shakespeare.

We will give each other pet names, for love always speaks with diminutives.

Jean P. F. Richter.

He who knows no love, ought to study flattery.

Göethe.

"That which is to be loved long, is to be loved with reason rather than with passion. Reason is like the sun, of which the light is con

stant, uniform, and lasting; fancy, a meteor of bright, but transient lustre, irregular in its motions, and delusive in its attraction."

What thing is love ?-for sure love is a thing; Love is a prick, love is a sting,

Love is a pretty, pretty thing;

Love is a fire, love is a coal,

Whose flame creeps in at every hole;

And, as myself can best devise,

His dwelling is in ladies' eyes,

From whence he shoots his dainty darts
Into the lusty gallants' hearts:

And ever since was called a god

That Mars with Venus played even and odd.

Peele.

There is no life on earth but being in love!
There are no studies, no delights, no business,
No intercourse or trade of sense or soul,
But what is love! I was the laziest creature,
The most unprofitable sign of nothing,
The veriest drone, and slept away my life
Beyond the dormouse, till I was in love.
And now I can outwake the nightingale,
Outwatch an usurer, and outwalk him too,
Stalk like a ghost that haunted 'bout a treasure;
And all that fancied treasure-it is love!

Ben Jonson.

Love, like a shadow flies, when substance love

pursues;

Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues.

Shakespeare.

Love, first learn'd in a lady's eyes,
Lives not alone immured in the brain;
But with the motion of all elements,
Courses as swift as thought in every power;
And gives to every power a double power,
Above their functions and their offices.
It adds a precious seeing to the eye;
A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind;
A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound,
When the suspicious head of theft is stopp'd:
Love's feeling is more soft and sensible,
Than are the tender horns of cockled snails.

Shakespeare.

Knowledge first begets benevolence, Benevolence breeds friendship, friendship love. Ben Jonson.

LITERATURE.

Lasting fame and perpetuity of praise God and good men have consented shall be the reward of those whose published works advance the good of mankind.

Milton.

When I was yet a child, no childish play
To me was pleasing: all my mind was set
Serious to learn and know, and thence to do
What might be public good; myself I thought
Born to that end, born to promote all truth,
All righteous things.

Milton.

Man is so inclined to give himself up to common pursuits, the mind becomes so easily dulled to impressions of the beautiful and perfect, that one should take all possible means to awaken one's perceptive faculty to such objects for no one can entirely dispense with these pleasures; and it is only the being unaccustomed to the enjoyment of anything good, that causes many men to find pleasure in tasteless and trivial objects, which have no recommendation but that of novelty. One ought every day to hear a little music, to read a little poetry, to see a good picture, and, if it were possible, to say a few reasonable words.

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Göethe.

"A publisher must be a no-ing man, and a knowing man, or else he will soon be an owing man."

LIAR.

I know him a notorious liar,

Think him a great way fool, solely a coward;
Yet these fixed evils sit so fit in him,

That they take place, when virtue's steely bones
Look bleak in the cold wind.

Shakespeare.

But manhood is melted into courtesies, valour into compliment, and men are only turned into tongue, and trim ones too: he is now as valiant as Hercules, that only tells a lie, and swears it.

Shakespeare.

There is no lie that many men will not believe; there is no man who does not believe many lies; and there is no man who believes only lies.

Sterling.

All lies disgrace a gentleman, white or black, although I grant there is a difference. To say the least of it, it is a dangerous habit, for white lies are but the gentlemen ushers to black ones. I know of but one point on which a lie is excusable, and that is, when you wish to deceive the enemy. Then, your duty to your country warrants your lying till you're black in the face; and, for the very reason that it goes against your grain, it becomes, as it were, a sort of virtue.

Marryat.

LAW.

A fish hangs in the net, like a poor man's right in the law, 'twill hardly come out. Shakespeare.

Law is like fire; since those who meddle with it may chance to burn their fingers. It is like a pocket with a hole in it; and those who risk their money in it are likely to lose it. It is a lancet; dangerous in the hands of the ignorant, doubtful even in the hands of an adept. Law is like a sieve; you may see through it--but you will be considerably reduced before you get