The quarrels of lovers are like summer storms. Everything is more beautiful when they have passed.
It were no virtue to bear calamities if we did not feel them.
You may be more prodigal of time than of money.
Women do not often have it in their power to give like men, but they forgive like Heaven.
Too many wish to be happy before becoming wise.
It is often a sign of wit not to show it, and not to see that others want it.