Shadow owes its birth to light.
No retreat. No retreat. They must conquer or die who’ve no retreat.
The brave love mercy, and delight to save.
There is no dependence that can be sure but a dependence upon one’s self.
She who has never loved has never lived.
I must have women – there is nothing unbends the mind like them.
What then in love can woman do? If we grow fond they shun us. And when we fly them, they pursue: But leave us when they’ve won us.
An open foe may prove a curse, but a pretended friend is worse.