There is nothing more foolish than a foolish laugh. Risu inepto res ineptior nulla est
But you shall not escape my iambics.
I hate and love. You ask, perhaps, how can that be? I know not, but I feel the agony.
It is difficult to lay aside a confirmed passion.
Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!
Stop wishing to merit anyone's gratitude or thinking that anyone can become grateful.