Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.
War is the trade of Kings.
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be.
Beware the fury of a patient man.
The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape, shows us to others, but hides us from ourselves.
Love is love's reward.
But love's a malady without a cure.
He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
Dancing is the poetry of the foot.
For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.
Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.
When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit.
Successful crimes alone are justified.
Forgiveness to the injured does belong but they ne'er pardon who have done wrong.
Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.