It Is A Maxim Of Old That

I Can Hear Those Glances That You Think Are Silent.

According As The Man Is, So Must You Humour Him.

Is A Faith Without Action A Sincere Faith?

You Who Love Wild Passions, Flee The Holy Austerity Of My Pleasures. All Here Breathes Of God, Peace And Truth.

Me, Rule? Me, Place The State Under My Law, When My Feeble Reason No Longer Rules Even Myself!