There are only three events in a man’s life; birth, life, and death; he is not conscious of being born, he dies in pain, and he forgets to live.
At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone.
Those who make the worst use of their time are the first to complain of its brevity.
The sweetest of all sounds is that of the voice of the woman we love.
Man has but three events in his life: to be born, to live, and to die. He is not conscious of his birth, he suffers at his death and he forgets to live.