Women are never tired of bewailing man’s fickleness in love, but they only seem to snub his constancy.

The fickleness of the women whom I love is only equaled by the infernal constancy of the women who love me

The sunflower is a favorite emblem of constancy

My wicked heart will ramble on in spite of myself. (Arabella)

Love, though added emotion, is substracted capacity

Love is a possible strength in an actual weakness.