Reason may cure illusions, but not suffering.
It is easy to promise, and alas! How easy to forget!
Happiness may have but one night, as glory but one day.
... but one loves, and when one is on the brink of death, one turns around to look backward, and one says to oneself: "I have often suffered, I have sometimes been wrong, but I have loved.
In love matters; keep your pen from paper.
There is no worse sorrow than remembering happiness in the day of sorrow.