From that moment our love became sad, and sadness is a disease which gives the death-blow to affection.
Giacomo CasanovaGive me a man who is man enough to give himself just to the woman who is worth him. If that woman were me,I would love him alone and forever
Giacomo CasanovaWe ourselve are the authors of almost all our woes and griefs, of which we so unreasonably complain.
Giacomo Casanova