Love will enter cloaked in friendship's name.
Those things that nature denied to human sight, she revealed to the eyes of the soul.
You who seek an end of love, love yields to business: be busy, and you will be safe.
It is some relief to weep; grief is satisfied and carried off by tears.
An anthill increases by accumulation. Medicine is consumed by distribution. That which is feared lessens by association. This is the thing to understand.
He who says o'er much I love not is in love.