Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.
Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.
Repentance is but want of power to sin.
Roused by the lash of his own stubborn tail our lion now will foreign foes assail.
Seek not to know what must not be reveal, for joy only flows where fate is most concealed. A busy person would find their sorrows much more; if future fortunes were known before!
Shame on the body for breaking down while the spirit perseveres.
There is a pleasure in being mad which none but madmen know.
The first is the law, the last prerogative.
Forgiveness to the injured does belong; but they ne'er pardon who have done wrong.
Look around the inhabited world; how few know their own good, or knowing it, pursue.
Time, place, and action may with pains be wrought, but genius must be born; and never can be taught.