The common curse of mankind, folly and ignorance, be thine in great revenue!
Thou call'st me dog before thou hadst a cause, But since I am a dog, beware my fangs.
When I got enough confidence, the stage was gone. When I was sure of losing, I won. When I needed people the most, they left me. When I learnt to dry my tears, I found a shoulder to cry on. And when I mastered the art of hating, somebody started loving me.
What e'er thou art, act well thy part.
The apprehension of the good Gives but the greater feeling to the worse.
Love is blind, it stops lovers seeing the silly things they do.