Romance is the poetry of literature.

Romance is the poetry of literature.

Soul meets soul on lovers lips.

Soul meets soul on lovers lips.

What song the Syrens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he
hid himself among women.

What song the Syrens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he
hid himself among women.

Love is most nearly itself when here and now cease to matter.

Love is most nearly itself when here and now cease to matter.

Romances paint at full length people's wooings,
But only give a bust of marriages:
For no one read more

Romances paint at full length people's wooings,
But only give a bust of marriages:
For no one cares for matrimonial cooings.
There's nothing wrong in a connubial kiss.
Think you, if Laura had been Petrarch's wife,
He would have written sonnets all his life?

You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my read more

You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my whole life long.

It is double pleasure to deceive the deceiver.
[Fr., Car c'est double plaisir de tromper le trompeur.]

It is double pleasure to deceive the deceiver.
[Fr., Car c'est double plaisir de tromper le trompeur.]

One may outwit another, but not all the others.
[Fr., On peut etre plus fin qu'un autre, mais non read more

One may outwit another, but not all the others.
[Fr., On peut etre plus fin qu'un autre, mais non pas plus fin
que tous les autres.]

All deception in the course of life is indeed nothing else but a lie reduced to practice, and falsehood passing read more

All deception in the course of life is indeed nothing else but a lie reduced to practice, and falsehood passing from words into things.