Alas! All Music Jars When The Soul's

In The Night All Cats Are Gray.

Modesty, Tis A Virtue Not Often Found Among Poets, For Almost Every One Of Them Thinks Himself The Greatest In The World.

There Are Two Kinds Of Beauty, One Being Of The Soul And The Other Of The Body, That Of The Soul Is Revealed Through Intelligence, Modesty, Right Conduct, Generosity And Good Breeding, All Of Which Qualities May Exist In An Ugly Man; And When One's Gaze Is Fixed Upon Beauty Of This Sort And Not Upon That Of The Body, Love Is Usually Born Suddenly And Violently.

Love Is A Power Too Strong To Be Overcome By Anything But Flight.

Beware, Gentle Knight - The Greatest Monster Of Them All Is Reason.