Give way to your opponent; thus will you gain the crown of victory.
Bear and endure: This sorrow will one day prove to be for your good.
As the shells upon the seashore, are the sorrows that Love engenders.
Ovid in The Art of Love, Book II, translated by J. Lewis May
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We are slow to believe that which if believed would hurt our feelings.
Dignity and love do not blend well, nor do they continue long together.
Many women long for what eludes them, and like not what is offered them.
There is no such thing as pure pleasure; some anxiety always goes with it.
We are ever striving after what is forbidden, and coveting what is denied us.
Overlook our deeds, since you know that crime was absent from our inclination.
The good of other times let people state; I think it lucky I was born so late.