“Not knowing what he sees, he adores the sight; That false face fools and fuels his delight.”

Fair peace becomes men; ferocious anger belongs to beasts.

The lamp burns bright when wick and oil are clean.

Tears at times have the weight of speech.

There are a thousand forms of evil; there will be a thousand remedies.

Beauty is a fragile gift.

He who has lived in obscurity has lived well.

The man who has experienced shipwreck shudders even at a calm sea.

A man is sorry to be honest for nothing.

Dignity and love do not blend well, nor do they continue long together.

Neither can the wave that has passed by be recalled, nor the hour which has passed return again.

Courage conquers all things: it even gives strength to the body.

Time is generally the best doctor.

It’s a kindness that the mind can go where it wishes.

Happy are those who dare courageously to defend what they love.

Medicine sometimes snatches away health, sometimes gives it.

And besides, we lovers fear everything.

When I was little, I used to adore gold. It was something special.

Noll is highly respected in Brazil, and at the same time divisive, somewhat like Hilda Hilst. Neither of them enjoys the universal acclaim you might associate with Clarice Lispector, whom everyone adores, myself included.

I adore extravagance but I abhor waste.

You are the cream in my coffee as you lather me with your sweet kisses, brightening up my every morning. Your existence is ever so adoring.

Sunflowers never beg to be adored.

Even the moon adore the way your brave heart beats.

I adore being between you and these sheets.

There comes a moment in every person’s life when they realise they adore me.