"Faith, Sir, we are here to-day, and gone tomorrow."
"Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret."
"Love's a thin diet, nor will keep out cold."
"All I ask, is the privilege for my masculine part the poet in me. . . . If I must not, because of my sex, have this freedom. . . I lay down my quill and you shall hear no more of me."