It is better not to be loved than to be ill-loved or half-loved.
The happiest woman sees not gladness alone reflected from her mirror; its surface will inevitably be sometimes dimmed with sighs.
When greatness descends from its lofty pedestal, it assumes human dimensions.
Misfortune comes to people who live only on the memory of their past grandeur.
Untimely conduct is the discord of manners.
Before we love with our heart, we already love with our imagination.