Concealed sorrow bursts the heart, and rages within us as an internal fire.
The brave find a home in every land.
In prosperity you may count on many friends; if the sky becomes overcast you will be alone.
What is it that love does to a woman? Without she only sleeps with it alone, she lives.
It is but a small merit to observe silence, but it is a grave fault to speak of matters on which we should be silent.
There is something in omens.