Beauty is all very well at first sight; but who ever looks at it when it has been in the house three days?
I can still chase women, only downhill
Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover, Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.
The eyes of men love to pluck the blossoms from the faded flowers they turn away.
Is it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance?
when the thrill of his body fades or changes, and the difficulties of pledging yourself to only one person surface, kindness will be the balm that soothes the wounds of life.
Most people forget that you have to create relationships. The allure of the first years settles down, and at that moment, you better start creating it; otherwise, you're going to lose out.
Now old desire doth in his deathbed lie, And young affection gapes to be his heir; That fair for which love groan'd for and would die, With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair.
Marry Ann; and at the end of a week you'll find no more inspiration in her than in a plate of muffins.
In youth the human body drew me and was the object of my secret and natural dreams. But body after body has taken away from me that sensual phosphorescence which my youth delighted in.
I was tired of my lady, we'd been together too long, like a worn-out recording of a favorite song.
There is no definitive end to anybody's story when you're dealing with the fluidity of chemistry, because when it gets stale, you want out.
