It is very difficult to pass from pleasure to work. Accordingly more poems have been swallowed up by sorrow than ever happiness caused to blaze forth in unparalleled radiance.
Children, dear and loving children, can alone console a woman for the loss of her beauty.
Life cannot go on without much forgetting.
Society is no more indulgent than was the God of Genesis.
To speak of love is to make love.
Reproach is usually honest, which is more than can be said of praise.