Evil spawns evil. The first experience of torture gives an understanding of the pleasure in tormenting others.
Women love only those whom they do not know!
Women only love those that they donโt know.
For what did the creator prepare me,Why did he so terribly contradictThe hopes of my youth?
Love, like fire, goes out without fuel.
What of it? If I die, I die. It will be no great loss to the world, and I am thoroughly bored with life. I am like a man yawning at a ball; the only reason he does not go home to bed is that his carriage has not arrived yet.