Every popular saying is a chapter from the history of a heart.
A belle is generally the subject of two contrasting passions; the envy of women, the love of men. Envy says she is ugly, but love says she is an angel.
To mitigate sorrows, we doubtless need to sell remembrance to buy forgetfulness. Who would ever have thought the possession of a good memory would prove a misfortune?
Sympathy often enters by the eyes, lives in the heart, is fed by the ears, and is killed by ingratitude.
It is Cupid’s well known axiom that he who loves, keeps silence. And there is also a maxim that if we imagine we can love two at the same time, three are deceived.
«That which cannot be signed ought not to be written,» Ferrer de Couto has said, most pertinently.