“Deceit is the false road to happiness; and all the joys we travel through to vice, like fairy banquets, vanish when we touch them.”
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“O marriage! marriage! what a curse is thine, Where hands alone consent and hearts abhor.”
Source: Muses in mourning. Zara, to which is added, an interlude, never before printed. Snake in the grass. Alzira. Saul. Daraxes. Merope. Roman revenge. Insolvent. Some love letters, by the author
“The man who pauses on the paths of treason, Halts on a quicksand, the first step engulfs him.”
