If all men knew what each said of the other, there would not be four friends in the world.
If a man is destined to drown, he will drown even in a spoonful of water.
Idleness, like kisses, to be sweet must be stolen.
I would rather not know how to write and have something to say than know how to write and have nothing to say.
I would not attack the faith of a heathen without being sure I had a better one to put in its place.
I wonder what fool it was that first invented kissing.
I will prepare and some day my chance will come.
All thought is naught but a footnote to Plato.