Wyrd bib ful araed. Fate is fate. It cannot be changed or cheated.
When one is in love one begins by deceiving oneself. And one ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.
We always deceive ourselves twice about the people we love – first to their advantage, then to their disadvantage.
People are easily duped by those whom they love, and conceit is apt to deceive itself.[On est aifément dupé par ce qu’on aime; Et l’amour-propre engage à fe tromper foi-même.]
One who deceives will always find those who allow themselves to be deceived.
One is never deceived, but rather deceives oneself.
Anything’s better than lying and deceit.[Все лучше лжи и обмана!]
