James Wood, comp. Dictionary of Quotations. 1899.

George Meredith

Jealousy is love’s bed of burning snarl.

No morning can restore what we have forfeited.

Passions spin the plot; we are betrayed by what is false within.

The love season is the carnival of egoism, and it brings the touchstone to our natures.

There is no direr disaster in love than the death of imagination.

When wine is in, nature comes out.