What one beholds of a woman is the least part of her.

The high-spirited man may indeed die, but he will not stoop to meanness. Fire, though it may be quenched, will not become cool.

Only begin, and you will become eloquent of yourself.

For in this strange anatomy we wear, the head has greater powers than the hand; the spirit, heart, and mind are over all.

Neither can the wave that has passed by be recalled, nor the hour which has passed return again.

It warms the blood, adds luster to the eyes, and wine and love have ever been allies.

Friendship is but a name; fidelity but an empty name.