To want to forget something is to think of it |
Vive la difference |
Wait until it is night before saying that it has been a fine day |
We know the true worth of a thing when we have lost it. |
What makes us discontented with our condition is the absurdly exaggerated idea we have of the happiness of others. |
What was hard to endure is sweet to recall |
When a blind man bears the standard, pity those who follow. |
When a man begins to reason, he ceases to feel |
When a secret is revealed, it is the fault of the man who confided it |
When glory comes, loss of memory follows |
When we cannot get what we love, we must love what is within our reach. |
When we don't have what we like, we must like what we have. |
Where there's music there can be love |
Who is angry must be pleased again. |
Who lives will see. |