Lovers may be - and indeed generally are - enemies, but they never can be friends, because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations.

Lovers may be -- and indeed generally are -- enemies, but they never can be friends, because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations.

Where there is mystery, it is generally suspected there must also be evil.

Who surpasses or subdues mankind, must look down on the hate of those below.

Yet he was jealous, though he did not show it, For jealousy dislikes the world to know it

A mistress never is nor can be a friend. While you agree, you are lovers; and when it is over, anything but friends.