One can acquire everything in solitude except character.
Beauty is only the promise of happiness.
A forty-year-old woman is only something to men who have loved her in her youth!
In love, unlike most other passions, the recollection of what you have had and lost is always better than what you can hope for in the future.
What is really beautiful must always be true.
A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love.