All Is Asleep: The Army, The Wind,

A Noble Heart Cannot Suspect In Others The Pettiness And Malice That It Has Never Felt.

Thank The Gods! My Misery Exceeds All My Hopes!

The Principal Rule Of Art Is To Please And To Move. All The Other Rules Were Created To Achieve This First One.

This Innocence Begins To Weigh Me Down.

How Good Is God! How Sweet His Yoke!