The words of truth are simple.

Great artists have no country.

One must not trifle with love.

Come away; poverty's catching.

I love writing for the screen.

There is no sin but ignorance.

Silence is often advantageous.

Whom the gods love dies young.

I shall laugh my bitter laugh.

All just laws condemn cruelty.

Love is a tyrant sparing none.

Joy surfeited turns to sorrow.

The wisest of the wise may err.

Time brings all things to pass.

There is no avoidance in delay.

Ask the gods nothing excessive.

Malice blunts the point of wit.

There is no armor against fate.

Innocence has nothing to dread.

The good man makes others good.

Obedience is a hard profession.

No praying, it spoils business.

Life's a pudding full of plums.

Necessity, mother of invention.

Variety is the soul of pleasure.

Parties are a cruel kind of fun.

Death is the most blessed dream.

Tis immortality to die aspiring.

There is no armour against fate.

My only hope lies in my despair.

Too much virtue can be criminal.

My sweetest hope is to lose hope

And for an apple damn'd mankind.

The reward of pain is experience.

The unenvied man is not enviable.

Infinite riches in a little room.

Metaphor is embodied in language.

Fair words never hurt the tongue.

A thing well done is worth doing.

I've always believed in survival.

Death lays his icy hand on kings.

What you get free costs too much.

Saintliness is also a temptation.

Riches cover a multitude of woes.

The man who runs may fight again.

A thing hard to track is Fortune.

I am who I am and that's who I am

A liar is always lavish of oaths.

My sweetest hope is to lose hope.

A waste land lit by holy candles.

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