“Godlike the man who sits at her side, who watches and catches that laughter which (softly) tears me to tatters: nothing is left of me, each time I see her.”

There is nothing more silly than a silly laugh.

Away with you, water, destruction of wine!

Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.

Away with you, water, destruction of wine!

There is nothing more foolish than a foolish laugh.

I hate and I love. Perchance you ask why I do that. I know not, but I feel that I do and I am tortured. [Lat., Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris. Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.]

Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!

Every one has his faults: but we do not see the wallet on our own backs.

What a woman says to an eager lover, write it on running water, write it on air.

It is difficult to lay aside a confirmed passion.

The vows that woman makes to her fond lover are only fit to be written on air or on the swiftly passing stream.

Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus

I hate and love. You ask, perhaps, how can that be? I know not, but I feel the agony.

It is difficult to suddenly give up a long love. Difficile est longum subito deponere amorem

Give up wanting to deserve any thanks from anyone, or thinking anybody can be grateful.

Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.

Golden bracelets, diamonds and rare blue pearls. New gadgets and sparkling shoes, Things I do not own left languishing in the wooden drawer I do not have. I am too busy walking in parks admiring the city from afar and mesmerising dancing trees.

I used to admire people who spoke their mind. Now I admire people who speak their heart.

There are so many people with great work ethics that I’ve been around. I try and take the best qualities from the people I admire and apply it to my own self.

I see a pair of shoes I adore, and it doesn’t matter if they have them in my size. I buy them anyway.

He admired the way I loved. Because I still gave everything that I had, even when I was left with nothing.

The Gospel which we possess was not given to us only to be admired, talked of, and professed – but to be practiced.

If you want to sacrifice the admiration of many men for the criticism of one, go ahead, get married.

What I admire about love is that, even in its weakness, it still wishes you well.