When A Sonnet Is Mediocre It Is

The Man Who Seeks To Educate Himself Must First Read And Then Travel In Order To Correct What He Has Learned.

In The Mean Time I Worship God, Laying Every Wrong Action Under An Interdict Which I Endeavour To Respect, And I Loathe The Wicked Without Doing Them Any Injury.

Desires Are But Pain And Torment, And Enjoyment Is Sweet Because It Delivers Us From Them.

As To The Deceit Perpetrated Upon Women, Let It Pass, For, When Love Is In The Way, Men And Women As A General Rule Dupe Each Other.

Love Is A Great Poet, Its Resources Are Inexhaustible, But If The End It Has In View Is Not Obtained, It Feels Weary And Remains Silent.