Love brings to light a lover's noble and hidden qualities-his rare and exceptional traits: it is thus liable to be deceptive of his normal qualities.
I reject all evidence that my fabulous beloved is an ordinary person who worries, watches TV, and has bouts of indigestion.
We cannot all hope to combine the pleasing qualities of good looks, brains, and eloquence.
You can take for granted that people know more or less what a street, a shop, a beach, a sky, an oak tree look like. Tell them what makes this one different.
Love brings to light the lofty and hidden characteristics of the lover--what is rare and exceptional in him: to that extent it caneasily be deceptive with respect to what is normal in him.
Truly charismatic people, in my experience, don't come along very often.
I have a different constitution. I have a different brain; I have a different heart; I got tiger blood, man.
You have qualities which I had not before supposed to exist in such a degree in any human creature. You have some touches of the angel in you.
There were so many odd, strange things about Abraham Lincoln that I think nobody knew how to pigeonhole him.
Elements of the heroic exist in almost every individual: it is only the felicitous development of them all in one that is rare.
It's a wonderful thing to have a character with tons of attributes.
