All Is Wholesome In The Absence Of

To Find Yourself Jilted Is A Blow To Your Pride. Do Your Best To Forget It And If You Don't Succeed, At Least Pretend To.

Long Is The Road From Conception To Completion.

All Extremes Does Perfect Reason Flee, And Wishes To Be Wise Quite Soberly.

Cover That Bosom That I Must Not See: Souls Are Wounded By Such Things.

Birth Means Nothing Where There Is No Virtue.