At Fifteen, Neither Beauty Nor Talent Exist:

Society Proceeds Like The Ocean. After A Disaster, It Resume Its Wonted Level And Rhythms; Its Devouring Interests Efface All Traces Of Damage.

Power Is Not Revealed By Striking Hard Or Often, But By Striking True.

Kindness Steers No Easy Course. Attributing It To Character, We Seldom Recognize The Secret Efforts Of A Noble Heart, Whereas We Reward Really Wicked People For The Evil They Refrain From Committing.

Like Evil, Sublimity Is Also Contagious.

When Law Becomes Despotic, Morals Are Relaxed, And Vice Versa.