If you want to be loved, be loveable.
Not for any one man's delight has Nature made the sun, the wind, the waters; all are free.
Wine gives courage and makes men more apt for passion.
If you give up your quiet life, the bow of Cupid will lose its power.
Concealed sorrow bursts the heart, and rages within us as an internal fire.
Where belief is painful we are slow to believe.
Time, motion and wine cause sleep.
Ah me! how easy it is (how much all have experienced it) to indulge in brave words in another person's trouble. [Lat., Hei mihi, quam facile est (quamvis hic contigit omnes), Alterius lucta fortia verba loqui!]
Forbear to lay the guilt of a few on the many.
When the heart is sick it cannot bear the slightest annoyance.
Leave war to others; 'tis Protesilaus' part of love.
I would that you were either less beautiful, or less corrupt. Such perfect beauty does not suit such imperfect morals. [Lat., Aut formosa fores minus, aut minus improba vellem. Non facit ad mores tam bona forma malos.]
Sickness seizes the body from bad ventilation.
All things can corrupt perverse minds.
Love is too prone to trust. Would I could think My charges false and all too rashly made.
Why should I go into details, we have nothing that is not perishable except what our hearts and our intellects endows us with.
Most safely shall you tread the middle path.
That you may please others you must be forgetful of yourself.
There is a God within us and intercourse with heaven. [Lat., Est deus in nobis; et sunt commercia coeli.]
Money nowadays is money; money brings office; money gains friends; everywhere the poor man is down. [Lat., In pretio pretium nunc est; dat census honores, Census amicitias; pauper ubique jacet.]
The pleasure that is granted to me from a sense of duty ceases to be a pleasure at all.
Every lover is a soldier. (Love is a warfare.) [Lat., Militat omnis amans.]
You who seek an end of love, love yields to business: be busy, and you will be safe.
We are all bound thither; we are hastening to the same common goal. Black death calls all things under the sway of its laws. [Lat., Tendimus huc omnes; metam properamus ad unam. Omnia sub leges mors vocat atra suas.]
It is prudence that first forsakes the wretched.
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