Confidence, like the soul, never returns whence it has once departed
A woman either loves or hates; she knows no medium.
It a wretched thing to suffer at the hand of one of whom we cannot complain.
It is foolish to fear that which you cannot avoid. -Stultum est timere quod vitare non potes
He who has a mind to do mischief will always find a pretense.
The loss which is unknown is no loss at all.