He that walketh with wise men shall be wise.
Comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love.
Love is as strong as death; its jealousy as unyielding as the grave. It burns like a blazing fire; like a mighty flame. Many waters cannot quench love, rivers cannot wash it away
He mocks proud mockers but gives grace to the humble. from the Book of Proverbs
My beloved is mine and I am his.
A soft answer breaks the rage, a tough answer encourage the fury.