Happiness Seems Made To Be Shared.

Rome Is No Longer In Rome, It Is Here Where I Am.

An Example Is Often A Deceptive Mirror, And The Order Of Destiny, So Troubling To Our Thoughts, Is Not Always Found Written In Things Past

It Is Hard To Hate What One Has Loved, And A Half-extinguished Fire Is Soon Relit.

Just As We Never Taste Happiness In Perfection, Our Most Fortunate Successes Are Mixed With Sadness. So Too We Never Taste Sadness Completely, As Things Could Always Be Worse In Some Way And For This We Can Be Grateful.

I Don't Know How To Defend Myself: Surprised Innocence Cannot Imagine Being Under Suspicion.