Death hath a fairer fame than a life of toil.

Reason may cure illusions, but not suffering.

I'd go without food if I could have a flower.

Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?

Religion hides many mischiefs from suspicion.

All places shall be hell that are not heaven.

I think childhood is to everyone a lost land.

Love the sea? I dote upon it--from the beach.

It takes all sorts of people to make a world.

Luck, mere luck may make even madness wisdom.

Promise is most given when the least is said.

A good husband makes a good wife at any time.

I embrace my rival, but only to strangle him.

Love is not dumb. The heart speaks many ways.

You feign guilt in order to justify yourself.

Ah, why can't I know if I love, or if I hate?

He who forgives readily only invites offense.

He who allows me to rule is in fact my master

One often calms one's grief by recounting it.

He who plays advisor is no longer ambassador.

In recounting our woes, we often soothe them.

Your arm is unvanquished, but not invincible.

I'll trust myself, myself shall be my friend.

Justice is lame as well as blind, amongst us.

The worst thing an old man can be is a lover.

For 'tis impossible Hate to return with love.

I am the very model of a modern major general

For a murderous blow let murderous blow atone.

For a single path leads to the house of Hades.

The only true language in the world is a kiss.

Patience is a flatterer, sir, and an ass, sir.

He that loves pleasure must for pleasure fall.

Dogmation is puppyism come to its full growth.

Hanging and marriage, you know, go by destiny.

Do you think a woman's silence can be natural?

Wedlock joins nothing, if it joins not hearts.

Hippolytus can feel, and feels nothing for me!

The joys of the evil flow away like a torrent.

Flight is lawful, when one flies from tyrants.

Lust carries her sharp whip At her own girdle.

There's more learning than is taught in books.

Don't blame the mirror if your face is faulty.

For man's greatest crime is to have been born.

The greater the effort, the greater the glory.

He who can live in infamy is unworthy of life.

And the combat ceased, for want of combatants.

Have others fear you, and I will have no fear.

Here honor binds me, and I wish to satisfy it.

He who allows me to rule is in fact my master.

You wags that judge by rote, and damn by rule.

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