"Love laid his sleepless head On a thorny rose bed: And his eyes with tears were red, And pale his lips as the dead..."

"Magis gauderes quod habueras, quam moereres quod amiseras. Better to have loved and lost, than not to have loved at all...."

"Where we really love, we often dread more than we desire the solemn moment that exchanges hope for certainty..."