All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand! Oh, oh, oh!
For honesty coupled to beauty, is to have honey a sauce to sugar.
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come. And let my liver rather heat with wine, than my heart cool with mortifying groans.
Seek happy nights to happy days.W
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?
Appetite, a universal wolf.