I Recognize In [my Readers] A Specific

Wisdom Entereth Not Into A Malicious Mind.

Early Rising Is No Pleasure; Early Drinking's Just The Measure.

Gestures, In Love, Are Incomparably More Attractive, Effective And Valuable Than Words.

Men That Are Free, Well-born, Well-bred, And Conversant In Honest Companies, Have Naturally An Instinct And Spur That Prompteth Them Unto Virtuous Actions, And Withdraws Them From Vice, Which Is Called Honour. Those Same Men, When By Base Subjection And Constraint They Are Brought Under And Kept Down, Turn Aside From That Noble Disposition, By Which They Formerly Were Inclined To Virtue, To Shake Off And Break That Bond Of Servitude, Wherein They Are So Tyrannously Enslaved; For It Is Agreeable With The Nature Of Man To Long After Things Forbidden, And To Desire What Is Denied Us.

How Comes It That You Curse, Frere Jean? It's Only, Said The Monk, In Order To Embellish My Language. They Are The Colors Of Ciceronian Rhetoric.