I would rather die of passion than of boredom.
Truth is on the march, and nothing will stop it.
A ruined man fell from her hands like a ripe fruit, to lie rotting on the ground.
It is not I who am strong, it is reason, it is truth.
When you have a sorrow that is too great it leaves no room for any other.
When lovers kiss on the cheeks, it is because they are searching, feeling for one another's lips. Lovers are made by a kiss.