Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.

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'Tis well enough for a servant to be bred at an University. But the education is a little too pedantic for a gentleman.

Beauty is the lover's gift.

Invention flags, his brain goes muddy, and black despair succeeds brown study.

A hungry wolf at all the herd will run, In hopes through many to make sure of one.

Love is when two people know everything about each other and are still friends.

I love to travel, but hate to arrive.

In my sex fantasy, nobody ever loves me for my mind.

What it's like to be a parent: It's one of the hardest things you'll ever do but in exchange it teaches you the meaning of unconditional love.