Women were created from the rib of man to be beside him, not from his head to top him, nor from his feet to be trampled by him, but from under his arm to be protected by him, near to his heart to be loved by him.
Nothing is good or bad in itself, it's thought that makes it such.
The body is a garden, and the mind its gardener. We can choose if to plant orchids or cabbage.
"[...] What news?"
"None, my lord, but that the world's grown honest!"
"Then is doomsday near."
Well, anyone can hold pain apart from those who have it.
Come what may, bad days shall pass, exactly like all the others.
Forgive me, forgive me for loving you and having let you know.
God has given you one face and you make yourself another.
He who shall sow love shall reap happiness.
Renounce your power to attract me and I'll renounce my will to follow you.