There is a God within us, and we glow when He stirs us.
When I was from Cupid's passions free, my Muse was mute and wrote no elegy.
The crop always seems better in our neighbor's field, and our neighbor's cow gives more milk.
Love is born of idleness and, once born, by idleness is fostered.
A ruler should be slow to punish and swift to reward.
When the heart is sick it cannot bear the slightest annoyance.