Among absent lovers, ardor always fares better.
No rival will steal away my sure love; that glory will be my gray hair.
Let's give the historians something to write about
If you see anything, always deny that you've seen; or if perchance something pains you, deny that you're hurt.
Do not unto another that which you would not he should do unto you.
Every man now worships gold, all other reverence being done away.