Can A Faith That Does Nothing Be

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

This Innocence Begins To Weigh Me Down.

The Quarrels Of Lovers Are The Renewal Of Love.

Me, Rule? Me, Place The State Under My Law, When My Feeble Reason No Longer Rules Even Myself!

She Wavers, She Hesitates; In One Word — She Is A Woman.