The more you judge, the less you love.

Women see everything or nothing according to the inclination of their hearts. Love is their sole light.

Nothing is as heady as the wine of misfortune.

Glory is the sunshine of the dead

It is as absurd to say that a man can't love one woman all the time as it is to say that a violinist needs several violins to play the same piece of music.

Neither the passions not justice nor politics nor the great social forces ever consider the victims they strike.

Cruelty and fear shake hands together.