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He who cheated once, will do it many times again.

He who has shown so much brilliance In the art of lying and pretending, He is not worth trusting, nor the truth he would speak.

A book is a dear friend: You are tired - she is silent; It teaches you without speaking, Rest is with an instructive book.

Love is the surest kinship, Nothing in the world brings closer.

Seated on her throne, her deaf love, Please remember: No one's speeches hear them.

Love is, of course, heaven, but heaven's garden Often jealousy has turned it into hell.

Love is strong and strong, With the rights of a tyrant, And there is no betrayal That cannot be forgiven, When the voice of the heart is heard.

Love is a fire, a longing for happiness. To her invincible power Every being submits.

It is impossible to hide love, money and worries: love - because it is read in the eyes, money - because they are seen in the luxury of the one who owns them, and worries - because they are written on the forehead of the man.

Love is like a courtier who covers with the mask of politeness all the deeds that spring from the heart.

Love unlocks with magical power The locks of jealousy.

Love cannot be offended, Whoever it is that happiness dreams of; Only the lack of feeling offends us.

Worldly fame - a fire of straw. It burns for a moment, and in a moment it's out.

The hope of happiness, even illusory, never harms man, because it makes his life easier.

...We value love, when it is free.

To a hundred beauties deceived, Whatever the men's rank, Five hundred men are deceived.

Our will, not by the senses, Not by the times, is not master, We clearly see that we were loved When love is lost.

Disrespect between equals is abhorrent, and from a superior is called tyranny.

Not for nothing did a wise man say that women owe tailors half of their beauty.

It is not for nothing that anger and prudence are illustrated in the type of the young and the old. The young man is ready to pull the wild horse's tail with his hands and falls, knocked to the ground. And the old man, unhurriedly, thread by thread, shortens the horse's tail.

It is time for healers and cures for irreparable offences.

...There is no punishment more fitting for loving hearts than marriage.

Not! Never will he die Who led a pure life and full of light, Whose eternal memory lives, And in the hearts of men took root.

Nothing enhances love like insurmountable obstacles.

Better than any deception, When the interlocutor has a mind, Is to tell him the bare truth.

The cape with the golden lining hides all the flaws.

Trust me: love goes the same way jealousy comes.

Believe me, the sign of the wise is generous oblivion.

Friend, remember: A friend is harder to find. And it's easy to find a girlfriend.

The beautiful fluffy ones, my friend, We love them passionately, but not for long. For a long time we have loved from the heart Only the generous girlfriends.