What anger worse or slower to abate then lovers love when it turns to hate.

Oh, trebly blest the placid lot of those whose hearth foundations are in pure love laid, where husband's breast with tempered ardor glows, and wife, oft mother, is in heart a maid!

The greatest pleasure of life is love.

Friends show their love in times of trouble, not in happiness.

Terrible is the force of the waves of sea, terrible is the rush of the river and the blasts of hot fire, and terrible are a thousand other things; but none is such a terrible evil as woman.

Ten soldiers wisely led will beat a hundred without a head.

I hate it in friends when they come too late to help.