For The Weariest Road That Man May

A Man Who Has Been In Danger, When He Comes Out Of It Forgets His Fears, And Sometimes He Forgets His Promises.

Where There Are Two, One Cannot Be Wretched, And One Not.

Fortune Always Will Confer An Aura Of Worth, Unworthily; And In This World The Lucky Person Passes For A Genius.

Hate Is A Bottomless Cup; I Will Pour And Pour

O Virtue, I Have Followed You Through Life, And Find You At Last But A Shade.