All love is vanquished by a succeeding love.
I see and praise what is better, but follow what is worse.
There is nothing in the whole world which abides. All things are in a state of ebb and flow, and every shadow passes away. Even time itself, like a river, is constantly gliding away .
A wealthy traveller fears an ambush, while one with empty pockets journeys on in safety.
Love is no assignment for cowards.
Majesty and love do not well agree, nor do they live together.