A broken fortune is like a falling column; the lower it sinks, the greater weight it has to sustain.
All love is vanquished by a succeeding love.
The time will come when you will hate the sight of a mirror.
Our native soil draws all of us, by I know not what sweetness, and never allows us to forget.
A pleasing face is no small advantage.
He, who is not prepared today, will be less so tomorrow.