Luckier than one's neighbor, but still not happy.
Friends show their love in times of trouble, not in happiness.
Ten soldiers wisely led will beat a hundred without a head.
Love must not touch the marrow of the soul. Our affections must be breakable chains that we can cast them off or tighten them.
The greatest pleasure of life is love.
Happy the man whose lot it is to know The secrets of the earth. He hastens not To work his fellows hurt by unjust deeds, But with rapt admiration contemplates Immortal Nature's ageless harmony, And how and when the order came to be.