“Men love newfangleness.”

Patience is a conquering virtue. The learned say that, if it not desert you, It vanquishes what force can never reach; Why answer back at every angry speech? No, learn forbearance or, I’ll tell you what, You will be taught it, whether you will or not.

In love there is but little rest.

And gladly would he learn and gladly teach.

Full wise is he that can himself know.

Death is the end of every worldly pain.

Mercy surpasses justice.

All good things must come to an end.

That field hath eyen, and the wood hath ears.

Make a virtue of necessity.

Great peace is found in little busy-ness.

Time lost, as men may see, For nothing may recovered be.

The handsome gifts that fate and nature lend us Most often are the very ones that end us.

If were not foolish young, were foolish old.

One cannot scold or complain at every word. Learn to endure patiently, or else, as I live and breathe, you shall learn it whether you want or not.

A love grown old is not the love once new.

There’s never a new fashion but it’s old.

Tastes and preferences change with time, But I fall in love with you daily.

You deserve the love that stays with you like the childhood poem you still remember by heart.

My love isn’t love. It is devotion. I don’t fall in love, I shatter. I don’t love, I worship.

I feel wonderful because I see the love light in your eyes, and the wonder of it all is you just don’t realize how much I love you.

Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.

You cannot always get the validation from others, even from the people you love.

True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.

I have enjoyed earthly happiness, I have lived and loved.