He, who is not prepared today, will be less so tomorrow.
Envy feeds on the living, after death it rests, then the honor of a man protects him.
Thus I am not able to exist either with you or without you; and I seem not to know my own wishes.
What is reason now was passion heretofore.
Beauty is a fragile gift.
He who says o'er much I love not is in love.