Truth is a fruit which should not be plucked until it is ripe.
God created woman to tame man.
The man who, in a fit of melancholy, kills himself today, would have wished to live had he waited a week.
Truth is a fruit that can only be picked when it is very ripe.
Men argue. Nature acts.
Woe to the makers of literal translations, who by rendering every word weaken the meaning! It is indeed by so doing that we can say the letter kills and the spirit gives life.