Fear Of Death Is Worse Than Dying.

It Is Through Beauty That We Arrive At Freedom.

Appearance Should Never Attain Reality, And If Nature Conquers, Then Must Art Retire.

On Dreary Night Let Lusty Sunshine Fall.

Time Consecrates; And What Is Gray With Age Becomes Religion.

A Virtuous Name Is The Precious Only Good, For Which Queens And Peasants' Wives Must Contest Together.