When love is strong, a man and a woman can make their bed on a sword's blade. When love grows weak, a bed of 60 cubits is not large enough.
The deeper the sorrow, the less tongue hath it.
He who prays for his neighbors will be heard for himself.
Where love is, no room is too small.
The burden is equal to the horse's strength.
A wife is the joy of a man's heart.