Passion I hate, and spirit does me wrong. Let us love gently.
Those men get along best with women who can get along best without them.
What is irritating about love is that it is a crime that requires an accomplice.
In putting off what one has to do, one runs the risk of never being able to do it.
My heart is lost; the beasts have eaten it.
There is no dream of love, however ideal it may be, which does not end up with a fat, greedy baby hanging from the breast.