Among absent lovers, ardor always fares better.

Among absent lovers, ardor always fares better.

Anyone who is an enemy of mine, let him love women, but let he who is my friend rejoice in men.

Age makes all things greater after their death; a name comes to the tongue easier from the grave.

Not only the bull attacks his enemies with curved horn, but also the sheep, when harmed fights back.

Afflicted by love's madness all are blind.

Love can be put off, never abandoned.

Love never offers to anyone wings so easy that he does not hold him back with his other hand.

Every man now worships gold, all other reverence being done away.

Although strength should fail, the effort will deserve praise. In great enterprises the attempt is enough.

Even a faithful mistress can be bent by constant threats.

Tell me who is able to keep his bed chaste, or which goddess is able to live with one god alone?

By gold all good faith has been banished; by gold our rights are abused; the law itself is influenced by gold, and soon there will be an end of every modest restraint.

No rival will steal away my sure love; that glory will be my gray hair.

I am climbing a difficult road; but the glory gives me strength.

Let no one be willing to speak ill of the absent.

Let each man pass his days in that wherein his skill is greatest.

Among absent lovers, ardor always fares better.

French novels generally treat of the relations of women to the world and to lovers, after marriage; consequently there is a great deal in French novels about adultery, about improper relations between the sexes, about many things which the English public would not allow.

I have considered rap music stars, and there is one in my new book, Lovers and Players, and there is also a hip-hop music mogul who I think you will like a lot.

The quarrels of lovers are the renewal of love.

I had previously been in the band the Modern Lovers with Jonathan Richman.

Anyone can be passionate, but it takes real lovers to be silly.

In every question and every remark tossed back and forth between lovers who have not played out the last fugue, there is one question and it is this: 'Is there someone new?'

Eventually you love people - friends or lovers - because of their flaws.

The best mannered people make the most absurd lovers.

Who would give a law to lovers? Love is unto itself a higher law.

Gossip isn't scandal and it's not merely malicious. It's chatter about the human race by lovers of the same.

The reason that lovers never weary each other is because they are always talking about themselves.

When friends and lovers die and your world gets quieter; that's when the silence comes closer; that's when next isn't the least bit theoretical or abstract.

The love story for me was the nature of the love and not the age of the lovers.

We Greeks are lovers of the beautiful, yet simple in our tastes, and we cultivate the mind without loss of manliness.

Lovers have a right to betray you... friends don't.

Women who have had no lovers, or having had one, two or three, have not found a husband, have perhaps rather had a miss than a loss, as men go.

Literature has been the salvation of the damned, literature has inspired and guided lovers, routed despair and can perhaps in this case save the world.

Lovers of air travel find it exhilarating to hang poised between the illusion of immortality and the fact of death.

It's impossible to compare two bands. It would be like comparing two lovers.

All great lovers are articulate, and verbal seduction is the surest road to actual seduction.

I'm more interested in interpersonal relationships - between lovers families, siblings. That's why I write about how we treat each other.

What does it matter how many lovers you have if none of them gives you the universe?

There is no pain equal to that which two lovers can inflict on one another. This should be made clear to all who contemplate such a union. The avoidance of this pain is the beginning of wisdom, for it is strong enough to contaminate the rest of our lives.

Only enemies speak the truth; friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of duty.

Lovers of painting and lovers of music are people who openly display their preference like a delectable ailment that isolates them and makes them proud.

Freedom of love is freedom to say yes to many lovers.

At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone.

Busy old fool, unruly Sun, why dost thou thus through windows and through curtains call on us? Must to thy motions lovers seasons run?

All discarded lovers should be given a second chance, but with somebody else.

The lovers of romance can go elsewhere for satisfaction but where can the lovers of truth turn if not to history?

Lovers have a way of using this word, nothing, which implies exactly the opposite.