Fortune and love favor the brave.
Suppressed grief suffocates, it rages within the breast, and is forced to multiply its strength.
It is ill to marry in the month of May.
Venus favors the bold.
I flee who chases me and chase who flees me.
Love will enter cloaked in friendship’s name.
He, who is not prepared today, will be less so tomorrow.
You will go most safely in the middle.
There is nothing constant in the universe. All ebb and flow, and every shape that’s born, bears in its womb the seeds of change.
A short absence is the safest.
The result justifies the deed.
Love fed fat soon turns to boredom.
Simplicity, very rare in our age.
Well has he lived who has lived well in obscurity.
It is convenient that there be gods, and, as it is convenient, let us believe there are.
When there is plenty of wine, sorrow and worry take wing.
Envy feeds on the living, after death it rests, then the honor of a man protects him.
There is no such thing as pure pleasure; some anxiety always goes with it.
The spirited horse, which will try to win the race of its own accord, will run even faster if encouraged.
In our play we reveal what kind of people we are.