What a fool I was, not to tear my heart out on the day when I resolved to revenge myself!
He's right: They have to put madmen with madmen.
(...) the tree forsakes not the flower: the flower falls from the tree.
Hatred is blind; rage carries you away; and he who pours out vengeance runs the risk of tasting a bitter draught.
Be kind. Aim for my heart.
He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness.