It Is More Honorable To Be Raised

Mere Elegance Of Language Can Produce At Best But An Empty Renown.

To Be Able To Say How Much Love, Is Love But Little.

There Is No Lighter Burden, Nor More Agreeable, Than A Pen.

I Would Have Preferred To Have Been Born In Any Other Time Than Our Own.

I Freeze And Burn, Love Is Bitter And Sweet, My Sighs Are Tempests And My Tears Are Floods, I Am In Ecstasy And Agony, I Am Possessed By Memories Of Her And I Am In Exile From Myself.