For The Nature Of Women Is Closely

I Wish The Stage Were As Narrow As The Wire Of A Tighrope Dancer So That No Incompetent Would Dare Step Upon It.

Ah! My Poor Brain Is Racked And Crazed, My Spirit And Senses Amazed!

Let Everyone Sweep In Front Of His Own Door, And The Whole World Will Be Clean.

I Can Tell You, Honest Friend, What To Believe: Believe Life; It Teaches Better That Book Or Orator.

Love Grants In A Moment What Toil Can Hardly Acheive In An Age.