Ovid

The stars above witness our vows.

Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.

Suffering makes the heart grow fonder of poetry.

A woman's heart is an ocean of secrets.

Change is the law of the universe.

Wit is the weapon of the weak in love.

The gods envy the happiness of mortals.

My verses are my letters to Rome.

Hope is the thing with feathers in exile.

Lovers' quarrels are the renewal of love.

The soul is immortal; the body but a vessel.

A joke in verse lightens the heaviest burden.

Life's journey is from cradle to grave through transformations.

In poetry, truth is stranger than fiction.

Exile sharpens the wit and dulls the spirit.

The art of love is the art of deception.

Myths are the dreams of ancient peoples.