He who will travel far spares his steed.
There are no secrets that time does not reveal.
You who love wild passions, flee the holy austerity of my pleasures. All here breathes of God, peace and truth.
Sun, I come to see you for the last time.
Small crimes always precede great crimes. Whoever has been able to transgress the limits set by law may afterwards violate the most sacred rights; crime, like virtue, has its degrees, and never have we seen timid innocence pass suddenly to extreme licentiousness.
Love is not dumb. The heart speaks many ways.