One is never satisfied with the portrait of a person that one knows.
It's true that nothing in this world makes us so necessary to others as the affection we have for them.
We see only what we know.
Love and desire are the spirit's wings to great deeds.
Still this planet's soil for noble deeds grants scope abounding.
Our passions are the true phoenixes; when the old one is burnt out, a new one rises from its ashes.