Love Is The Smallest Part Of Gallantry.

Friendship Is A Traffic Wherein Self-love Always Proposes To Be The Gainer.

We Easily Forgive Our Friends Those Faults That Do No Affect Us Ourselves.

Absence Diminishes Mediocre Passions And Increases Great Ones, As The Wind Extinguishes Candles And Fans Fires.

Whatever Good Things People Say Of Us, They Tell Us Nothing New.

A Woman Often Thinks She Regrets The Lover, When She Only Regrets The Love.