Heat Cannot Be Separated From Fire, Or

How Come I Never Meet Any Nice Girls?

If A Thief Helps A Poor Man Out Of The Spoils Of His Thieving, We Must Not Call That Charity.

He Loves But Little Who Can Say And Count In Words, How Much He Loves.

You Shall Leave Everything You Love.

There Is No Greater Sorrow Than To Recall Happiness In Times Of Misery.