Even The Weak Become Strong When They

In Love, Jealousy Is The Great Exaggerator.

This Is The Curse Of An Evil Deed, That It Incites And Must Bring Forth More Evil.

An Honest Man You May Form Of Windle-straws, But To Make A Rogue You Must Have Grist.

Why Should I Deem Myself To Be A Chisel, When I Could Be The Artist?

Every True Genius Is Bound To Be Naive.