Love is no assignment for cowards.
A horse never runs so fast as when he has other horses to catch up and outpace.
Do not lay on the multitude the blame that is due to a few.
Love is a believing creature.
Lente, lente currite, noctis equi. Translation: Run slowly, slowly, horses of the night.
Opportunity is ever worth expecting; let your hood be ever hanging ready. The fish will be in the pool where you least imagine it to be.