Charity Is Not One Of The Virtues

A Flow Of Words Is A Sure Sign Of Duplicity.

A Mother Who Is Really A Mother Is Never Free.

Genuine Sorrows Are Very Tranquil In Appearance In The Deep Bed They Have Dug For Themselves. But, Seeming To Slumber, They Corrode The Soul Like That Frightful Acid Which Penetrates Crystal.

Our Souls Possess The Unknown Power Of Extending As Well As Contracting Space.

Today Nobility Is Gone: There Is Only A Peerage.