Fortuna smiles and frowns according to a timetable surprising even to herself.
The man of sensibility is too busy talking about his feelings to have time for good deeds.
Once discover comfort, and there is no turning back.
Revenge is sweet but not nourishing.
Boredom turns to panic if my beloved leaves before the usual time.
All anger feels like righteous anger; sorrow does not care whether it is righteous or not.