I keep my friends as misers do their treasure, because, of all the things granted us by wisdom, none is greater or better than friendship.

Telling you the truth than adore me for telling you lies.

Desire is poison at lunch and wormwood at dinner; your bed is a stone, friendship is hateful and your fancy is always fixed on one thing.

Even when I'm railed at, I get my quota of renown.

A high heart ought to bear calamities and not flee them, since in bearing them appears the grandeur of the mind and in fleeing them the cowardice of the heart.

The art of war is like the art of the courtesan; indeed they might be called sisters, since both are slaves of desperation.

Love doesn't hide. It stays and fights. It goes the distance, that's why love is so strong. So it can carry you all the way home.