On Love:
All love is vanquished by a succeeding love.
Love is a credulous thing.
Love is a kind of warfare.
Love is a thing that is full of cares and fears.
Love is full of anxious fears.
What is it that love does to a woman? Without she only sleeps; with it alone, she lives.
You who seek an end of love, love will yield to business be busy, and you will be safe
On Life:
An evil life is a kind of death.
On Death:
Death is less bitter punishment than death’s delay.