Willmore: There is no sinner like a young saint.

There is no sinner like a young saint.

Each moment of a happy love’s hour is worth an age of dull and common life.

You may make love in dancing as well as sitting.

That perfect tranquility of life, which is nowhere to be found but in retreat, a faithful friend and a good library.

Money speaks sense in a language all nations understand.

No friend to Love like a long voyage at sea.

Love ceases to be a pleasure when it ceases to be a secret.

Each moment of the happy lover’s hour is worth an age of dull and common life.

Fantastic fortune thou deceitful light,That cheats the weary traveler by night,Though on a precipice each step you tread,I am resolved to follow where you lead.