I freeze and burn, love is bitter and sweet, my sighs are tempests and my tears are floods, I am in ecstasy and agony, I am possessed by memories of her and I am in exile from myself.

How quick the old woe follows a little bliss!

Life in itself is short enough, but the physicians with their art, know to their amusement, how to make it still shorter.

Reality is always the foe of famous names.

The greater I am, the greater shall be my efforts.

It is better to will the good than to know the truth.

How difficult it is to save the bark of reputation from the rocks of ignorance.