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