He is not a lover who does not love forever.
Hate is a bottomless cup; I will pour and pour
I have found power in the mysteries of thought, exaltation in the changing of the Muses; I have been versed in the reasonings of men; but Fate is stronger than anything I have known.
Nothing happens to man without the permission of God.
Misery is the end of those with unbridled mouths.
I loathe a friend whose gratitude grows old, a friend who takes his friend's prosperity but will not voyage with him in his grief