Afraid Of Decision, I Buried My Finer

We Practically Always Excuse Things When We Understand Them

Evil Spawns Evil. The First Experience Of Torture Gives An Understanding Of The Pleasure In Tormenting Others.

Happy People Are Ignoramuses And Glory Is Nothing Else But Success, And To Achieve It One Only Has To Be Cunning.

A Strange Thing, The Human Heart In General, And Woman's Heart In Particular.

Of Two Friends, One Is Always The Slave Of The Other, Although Frequently Neither Acknowledges The Fact To Himself.