And tears are heard within the harp I touch.
Man has no greater enemy than himself.
True, we love life, not because we are used to living, but because we are used to loving. There is always some madness in love, but there is also always some reason in madness.
Who naught suspects is easily deceived.
What name to call thee by, O virgin fair, I know not, for thy looks are not of earth And more than mortal seems thy countenances.
It is more honorable to be raised to a throne than to be born to one. Fortune bestows the one, merit obtains the other.
There is no lighter burden, nor more agreeable, than a pen.