It is a fine seasoning for joy to think of those we love.
The maturing process of becoming a writer is akin to that of a harlot. First you do it for love, then for a few friends, and finally only for money.
When we are understood, we always speak well, and then all your fine diction serves no purpose.
To marry a fool is to be no fool.
Love is a great master. It teaches us to be what we never were.
Without knowledge, life is no more than the shadow of death