It is best to love wisely, no doubt: but to love foolishly is better than not to be able to love at all.

Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow.

I never know whether to pity or congratulate a man on coming to his senses.

Despair is perfectly compatible with a good dinner, I promise you.

To love and win is the best thing. To love and lose, the next best. Hari -William M. Thackeray.

Come, gentle night; come, loving, black-browed night;
Give me my Romeo; and, when I shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night...