Humility And Resignation Are Our Prime Virtues.

I Feel My Sinews Slackened With The Fright, And A Cold Sweat Trills Down All Over My Limbs, As If I Were Dissolving Into Water.

Repentance Is The Virtue Of Weak Minds.

He Has Not Learned The First Lesson Of Life Who Does Not Every Day Surmount A Fear.

She, Though In Full-blown Flower Of Glorious Beauty, Grows Cold Even In The Summer Of Her Age.

If Passion Rules, How Weak Does Reason Prove!