A man does not entreat for love. It is the irresistible impulse towards each other of two souls, a union in which there is neither conscious giving n….

Love manufactures every man into a poet while the fever lasts..

Character makes its own destiny..

Marriage: This terrible insoluble problem of civilisation, which created all the evil. This unnatural state of union in disunion which exacted imposs….

Men and women existed before creeds; love is the only religion..

True sympathy is beyond what can be seen and touched and reasoned upon..

Work, ah! that talisman to guard one against one's self..