Lovers who love truly do not write down their happiness.
Until one has loved an animal a part of one's soul remains unawakened.
The power of love itself weakens and gradually becomes lost with age, like all the other energies of man.
Truth possesses within herself a penetrating force, unknown alike to error and falsehood. I say 'truth' and you understand my meaning. For the beautiful words truth and justice need not to be defined in order to be understood in their true sense.
Unhappiness does make people look stupid.
It is by acts and not by ideas that people live.