There are no secrets that time does not reveal.
The heart that can no longer love passionately must with fury hate.
You who love wild passions, flee the holy austerity of my pleasures. All here breathes of God, peace and truth.
Justice in the extreme is often unjust.
A tragedy need not have blood and death; it's enough that it all be filled with that majestic sadness that is the pleasure of tragedy.
He who has far to ride spares his horse.