When love is not madness, it is not love.
These flowers, which were splendid and sprightly, waking in the dawn of the morning, in the evening will be a pitiful frivolity, sleeping in the cold night's arms.
The fox is very cunning, but he is more cunning who catches the fox.
All just laws condemn cruelty.
For man's greatest crime is to have been born.
How surely a knowledge of the world hardens the heart!