Even pleasure cloys without variety.
She only is chaste, who is chaste where there is no danger of detection: she who does not, because she may not, does.
Alas! how difficult it is not to betray one's guilt by one's looks.
What is deservedly suffered must be borne with calmness, but when the pain is unmerited, the grief is resistless.
Let ancient times delight other folk, I rejoice that I was not born till now.
This also, that I live, I consider a gift of God.