“If no love is, O God, what fele I so? And if love is, what thing and which is he? If love be good, from whennes cometh my woo? If it be wikke, a wonder thynketh me”

“And if love is, what thing and which is he? If love be good, from whennes cometh my woo?”

“The life so brief, the art so long in the learning, the attempt so hard, the conquest so sharp, the fearful joy that ever slips away so quickly - by all this I mean love, which so sorely astounds my feeling with its wondrous operation, that when I think upon it I scarce know whether I wake or sleep.”

“What is better than wisdom? Woman. And what is better than a good woman? Nothing.”

“Then you compared a woman's love to Hell, To barren land where water will not dwell, And you compared it to a quenchless fire, The more it burns the more is its desire To burn up everything that burnt can be. You say that just as worms destroy a tree A wife destroys her husband and contrives, As husbands know, the ruin of their lives. ”

“If gold rusts, what then can iron do?”

“Yet do not miss the moral, my good men.For Saint Paul says that all that’s written wellIs written down some useful truth to tell.Then take the wheat and let the chaff lie still.”