Love makes the time pass. Time makes love pass.

When a man's stomach is full it makes no difference whether he is rich or poor.

Those whom God wishes to destroy, he first makes mad.

Love must not touch the marrow of the soul. Our affections must be breakable chains that we can cast them off or tighten them.

Youth is the best time to be rich, and the best time to be poor.

The fiercest anger of all, the most incurable,
Is that which rages in the place of dearest love.