Have Hope. Though Clouds Environs Now, And

A Merely Fallen Enemy May Rise Again, But The Reconciled One Is Truly Vanquished.

The Gentlest Man Cannot Live In Peace If It Does Not Please His Wicked Neighbor.

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

There Are Evil Spirits Who Suddenly Fix Their Abode In Man's Unguarded Breast, Causing Us To Commit Devilish Deeds, And Then, Hurrying Back To Their Native Hell, Leave Behind The Stings Of Remorse In The Poisoned Bosom.

Deep Meaning Lies Often In Childish Play.