My dear young lady, when you are in love, and jealous, and have been flogged by the Inquisition, there's no knowing what you may do.

One merit of poetry few persons will deny: it says more and in fewer words than prose.

Sect and error are synonymous.

The burning of a little straw may hide the stars, but the stars outlast the smoke.

The Baron was one of Westphalia's most potent aristocrats, since his mansion boasted both a door and windows.

Come! you presence will either give me life or kill me with pleasure.

He was natural and sublime, but had not so much as a single spark of good taste, or knew one rule of the drama.