The absence of the beloved, short though it may last, always lasts too long.
I always do the first line well, but I have trouble doing the others.
You are a fool in four letters, my son.
Stay awhile that we may make an end the sooner.
There is something inexpressibly charming in falling in love and, surely, the whole pleasure lies in the fact that love isn't lasting.
Rest assured that there is nothing which wounds the heart of a noble man more deeply than the thought his honour is assailed.