Night breeds its own sort of anticipation.
True friendship must be akin to romance, I think. only without all the anguish and anxiety.
Nothing spoils idle pleasure like too much awareness
Surely if we knew what bitterness fate held in store, we would shrink back in fear and let the cup of life pass us by untasted.
There is no fulfillment that is not made sweeter for the prolonging of desire
To have a traitor for an ally is to have an enemy in waiting