Do Your Duty And Leave The Rest

The People You Killed Seem To Be In Excellent Health.

My Reason, It's True, Controls My Feelings, But Whatever Its Authority, It Doesn't Rule Them So Much As Tyrannize Them.

One Often Calms One's Grief By Recounting It.

He Who Allows Himself To Be Insulted Deserves To Be So; And Insolence, If Unpunished, Increases! [lat., Qui Se Laisse Outrager, Merite Qu'on L'outrage Et L'audace Impunie Enfle Trop Un Courage.]

These Flattering Mirrors Reflect Imperfectly What Is Within; The Countenance Is Often A Gay Deceiver. What Defects Of Mind Lie Hidden Under Its Beauty! What Fair Exteriors Conceal Base Souls!