Until then, mio dolce amor, a thousand kisses; but give me none in return, for they set my blood on fire.

Tis true, I profess myself a Votary to Love - I acknowledge that a Lady is in the Case - and further I confess, that this Lady is known to you. - Yes Madam, as well as she is to one, who is too sensible of her Charms to deny the Power, whose Influence he feels and must ever Submit to.

I feel the force of her amiable beauties in the recollection of a thousand tender passages that I coud wish to obliterate, till I am bid to revive them. - but experience alas! sadly reminds me how Impossible this is. - and evinces an Opinion which I have long entertaind, that there is a Destiny, which has the Sovereign controul of our Actions - not to be resisted by the strongest efforts of Human Nature.

You have drawn me my dear Madam, or rather have I drawn myself, into an honest confession of a Simple Fact - misconstrue not my meaning - 'tis obvious - doubt it not, nor expose it, - the World has no business to know the object of my Love, declard in this manner to - you when I want to conceal it - One thing, above all things in this World I wish to know, and only one person of your Acquaintance can solve me that, or guess my meaning. - but adieu to this, till happier times, if I ever shall see them.

Loving the same man or woman all your life, why, that's like supposing the same candle could last you all your life

In doing something, do it with love or never do it at all.