Such a great misfortune, not to be able to be alone.
Two persons cannot long be friends if they cannot forgive each other's little failings.
He who has lived a day has lived an age.
Widows, like ripe fruit, drop easily from their perch.
We wish to constitute all the happiness, or, if that cannot be, the misery of the one we love.
Love seizes us suddenly, without giving warning, and our disposition or our weakness favors the surprise; one look, one glance, from the fair fixes and determines us.