It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.
Ah! mon Dieu! how the mind shrinks by loving! it is true that the soul does not, but what can one do with a soul?
If you can attain repose and calm, believe that you have seized happiness.
Oh! how many times we die before death!
I love you as one should, to excess. With folly, delight and despair.
nothing is stronger or better founded than the sentiments for which we can give no reason.
I do not comprehend those rules of conduct that make us so content with self and so cold to those we love. I detest prudence, I even hate (suffer me to say so) those duties of friendship which substitute propriety for interest, and circumspection for feeling. How shall I say it? I love the abandonment to impulse, I act from impulse only, and I love to madness that others do the same by me.
My wife and I have a perfect understanding. I don't try to run her life, and I don't try to run mine.
I have lots of Scottish blood and know that my family name is Scottish. At my home in the States I have a tartan crest but, unfortunately, I do a terrible Scottish accent.
That one never asks a question unless he knows the answer is basic to parliamentary questioning.
I get a lot of influence from pro wrestling. People are like, 'Oh, it's fake. ' But it's not about whether the guy wins or loses, it's about how he entertains you the whole time you're watching.