Early in the morning, at break of day, in all the freshness and dawn o >>
Not by wrath does one kill, but by laughter. >>
Oh, how much is today hidden by science! Oh, how much it is expected t >>
You can give without loving, but you cannot love without giving. >>
The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much. >>
To love someone is to isolate him from the world, wipe out every trace >>
I love those who do not know how to live for today.