Follow love and it will flee, flee love and it will follow thee.
Cowards are cruel, but the brave love mercy and delight to save.
Envy is a kind of praise.
Thus shadow owes its birth to light.
Lions, wolves, and vultures don't live together in herds, droves or flocks. Of all animals of prey, man is the only sociable one. Every one of us preys upon his neighbor, and yet we herd together.
You can only be called a hypocrite if you judge others first.
Nor love, not honor, wealth nor power, can give the heart a cheerful hour when health is lost. Be timely wise; With health all taste of pleasure flies.
Who talks much, must talk in vain.
From kings to cobblers 'tis the same; Bad servants wound their masters' fame.
Youth's the season made for joys, Love is then our duty.
A man is always afraid of a woman that loves him too much
I hate the man who builds his name On ruins of another's fame. Thus prudes, by characters o'erthrown, Imagine that they raise their own. Thus Scribblers, covetous of praise, Think slander can transplant the bays.
One common fate we both must prove; You die with envy, I with love.
I know you lawyers can with ease, Twist words and meanings as you please; That language, by your skill made pliant, Will bend to favour every client; That 'tis the fee directs the sense, To make out either side's pretense.
A Wolf eats sheep but now and then; Ten thousands are devour'd by men. An open foe may prove a curse, but a pretend friend is worse.
And when a lady's in the case, You know, all other things give place.
Envy's a sharper spur than pay.
A woman's friendship ever ends in love.
Fair words cost nothing.
In love we are all fools alike.
What happiness the rural maid attends, In cheerful labour while each day she spends! She gratefully receives what Heav'n has sent, And, rich in poverty, enjoys content.
Music might tame and civilize wild beasts, but 'tis evident it never yet could tame and civilize musicians.
Lest men suspect your tale untrue, Keep probability in view.
Learning by study must be won; 'Twas ne'er entail'd from son to son.
One wife is too much for most husbands to bear, But two at a time there's no mortal can bear.
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