It warms the blood, adds luster to the eyes, and wine and love have ever been allies.
You who seek an end of love, love yields to business: be busy, and you will be safe.
We have ploughed the vast ocean in a fragile bark.
Let me tell you I am better acquainted with you for a long absence, as men are with themselves for a long affliction: absence does but hold off a friend, to make one see him the truer.
Love is born of idleness and, once born, by idleness is fostered.
He is a foolish swimmer who swims against the stream, when he might take the current sideways.