Love not what you are but, what you may become.

Some suggestions for you :

Let us make hay while the sun shines.

Ye love-smitten host, know that to Dulcinea only I am dough and sugar-paste, flint to all others; for her I am honey, for you aloes.

Never look for birds of this year in the nests of the last.

The sadness of the heart rises to the face, and in the eyes may be read the history of that which passes in the soul.

Those who'll play with cats must expect to be scratched.

There were no embraces, because where there is great love there is often little display of it.

Until death, it is all life.

Take my advice and live for a long, long time. Because the maddest thing a man can do in this life is to let himself die.

Alas! all music jars when the soul's out of tune.

The dead to the grave, the living to the loaf.

Be brief for no discourse can please when too long.

Honesty's the best policy.

Maybe the greatest madness is to see life as it is rather than what it could be.

The eyes those silent tongues of love.