Cowards are cruel, but the brave love mercy and delight to save.
The sun was set; the night came on apace, And falling dews bewet around the place; The bat takes airy rounds on leathern wings, And the hoarse owl his woeful dirges sings.
Fools may our scorn, not envy, raise. For envy is a kind of praise.
A man is always afraid of a woman that loves him too much
Follow love and it will flee, flee love and it will follow thee.
Lions, wolves, and vultures don't live together in herds, droves or flocks. Of all animals of prey, man is the only sociable one. Every one of us preys upon his neighbor, and yet we herd together.