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When we are pleased ourselves, we begin to please others. Proverb
Love me little, love me long. Proverb
And thou shalt not glean thy vineyard, neither shalt thou gather every grape of thy vineyard; thou shalt leave them for the poor and stranger. The Bible, Leviticus, 19, 10
Love ye therefore the stranger: for ye were strangers in the land of Egypt. The Bible, Deuteronomy, 10, 19
None of us liveth to himself, and no man dieth to himself. The Bible, Romans, 14, 7
Abet, v. t. To encourage in crime, as to aid poverty with pennies. Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce, The Enlarged Devil's Dictionary, s. v. Abet
Advice, n. The smallest current coin."The man was in such deep distress," Said Tom, "that I could do no less Than give him good advice." Said Jim: "If less could have been done for him I know you well enough, my son, To know that's what you would have done." Jebel JocordyAmbrose Gwinnett Bierce, The Enlarged Devil's Dictionary, s. v. Advice
Compliment, n. A loan that bears interest. Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce, The Enlarged Devil's Dictionary, s. v. Compliment
Coquette, n. A vain, foolish and stupid girl who after a pretty thorough sampling of oneself prefers another. Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce, The Enlarged Devil's Dictionary, s. v. Coquette
Courtship, n. The timid sipping of two thirsty souls from a goblet which both can easily drain but neither replenish. Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce, The Enlarged Devil's Dictionary, s. v. Courtship
Darling, n. The bore of opposite sex in an early stage of development. Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce, The Enlarged Devil's Dictionary, s. v. Darling
Egotist, n. A person of low taste, more interested in himself than in me. [...] Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce, The Enlarged Devil's Dictionary, s. v. Egotist
I is the first letter of the alphabet, the first word of the language, the first thought of the mind, the first object of affection. In grammar it is a pronoun of the first person and singular number. Its plural is said to be We, but how there can be more than one myself is doubtless clearer to the grammarians than it is to the author of this incomparable dictionary. Conception of two myselves is difficult, but fine. The frank yet graceful use of "I" distinguishes a good writer from a bad; the latter carries it with the manner of a thief trying to cloak his loot. Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce, The Enlarged Devil's Dictionary, s. v. I
Ignis Fatuus, n. Love. Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce, The Enlarged Devil's Dictionary, s. v. Ignis Fatuus
Love, n. The folly of thinking much of another before one knows anything of oneself. Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce, The Enlarged Devil's Dictionary, s. v. Love
Platonic, adj. Pertaining to the philosophy of Socrates. Platonic Love is a fool's name for the affection between a disability and a frost. Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce, The Enlarged Devil's Dictionary, s. v. Platonic
Queer, adj. The reason young men prefer other fellow's sisters to their own. Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce, The Enlarged Devil's Dictionary, s. v. Queer
Rude, adj. Reminding a lady of the good times you had forty years ago. Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce, The Enlarged Devil's Dictionary, s. v. Rude
In her first passion woman loves her lover, In all the others all she loves is love.G. G. Byron, 6th Baron, Don Juan, Canto 3, 3
It is a low benefit to give me something; it is a high benefit to enable me to do somewhat of myself. Ralph Waldo Emerson, An Address Delivered Before the Senior Class in Divinity College, Cambridge. Sunday Evening, July 15, 1838, 1
Amor vincit insomnia. C. Fry, A Sleep of Prisoners
I can sympathize with people's pains, but not with their pleasures. There is something curiously boring about somebody else's happiness. A. L. Huxley, Limbo, Cynthia
Good, the more Communicated, more abundant grows.J. Milton, Paradise Lost, Book 5, 71
There is something in the unselfish and self-sacrificing love of a brute, which goes directly to the heart of him who has had frequent occasion to test the paltry friendship and gossamer fidelity of mere Man. E. A. Poe, The Black Cat
Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad.C. G. Rossetti, Remember
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Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love. W. Shakespeare, As You Like It, 4, 1, 94
'Tis not enough to help the feeble up But to support him after.W. Shakespeare, Timon of Athens, 1, 1, 110
If one good deed in all my life I did, I do repent it from my very soul.W. Shakespeare, Titus Andronicus, 5, 3, 189
When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her, though I know she lies.W. Shakespeare, Sonnet 138
There is no love sincerer than the love of food. G. B. Shaw, Man and Superman, Act 1
There are two tragedies in life. One is to lose your hearts desire. The other is to gain it. G. B. Shaw, Man and Superman, Act 4
Love, 'an please your honour, is exactly like war in this; that a soldier, though he has escaped three weeks complete o' Saturday night, - may nevertheless be shot through his heart on Sunday morning. L. Sterne, Tristram Shandy, Book 8, Ch. 21
Man is the hunter; woman is his game: The sleek and shining creatures of the chase, We hunt them for the beauty of their skins.A. Tennyson, 1st Baron, The Princess, 2nd Song, 5, 147
Yet each man kills the thing he loves, By each let this be heard, Some do it with a bitter look, Some with a flattering word.O. Wilde, The Ballad of Reading Gaol, 1, 7
I shall not say why and how I became, at the age of fifteen, the mistress of the Earl of Craven. H. Wilson, Memoirs (Opening words)
