Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!
It is difficult to lay aside a confirmed passion.
There is nothing more foolish than a foolish laugh. Risu inepto res ineptior nulla est
What a woman says to an eager lover, write it on running water, write it on air.
Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.
I hate and I love. And if you ask me how, I do not know: I only feel it, and I am torn in two.