5, and as I sank upon the sofa, murmured to myself, 'This is indeed love at first sight.'" "How devilish sudden it was," said the skipper.
"Exactly like camp fever," responded the doctor.

"One moment ye are vara well; the next ye are seized wi' a kind of shivering; then comes a kind of mandering, dandering, travelling a'overness." "D---- the camp fever," interrupted Power.
"Well, as I observed, I fell in love; and here let me take the opportunity of observing that all that we are in the habit of hearing about single or only attachments is mere nonsense.

No man is so capable of feeling deeply as he who is in the daily practice of it.

Love, like everything else in this world, demands a species of cultivation.

The mere tyro in an affair of the heart thinks he has exhausted all its pleasures and pains; but only he who has made it his daily study for years, familiarizing his mind with every phase of the passion, can properly or adequately appreciate it.