Ah, why can't I know if I love, or if I hate?
When I'm carried away, isn't it clear that my heart contradicts my mouth?
Me, rule? Me, place the State under my law, when my feeble reason no longer rules even myself!
According as the man is, so must you humour him.
He who has far to ride spares his horse.
It's no longer a warmth hidden in my veins: it's Venus entire and whole fastening on her prey.