Love distills desire upon the eyes, love brings bewitching grace into the heart.
There is no worse evil than a bad woman; and nothing has ever been produced better than a good one.
Death is what men want when the anguish of living is more than they can bear.
It was my tongue that swore; my heart is unsworn.
Surely again, to heal men's wounds by music's spell.
Events will take their course, it is no good of being angry at them; he is happiest who wisely turns them to the best account.