No One Is So Old That He

But The Night Mother Is Mother To All! It Is Her Voice We Follow! Her Will! Would You Dare Risk Disobedience? And Surely... Punishment?

While The Sick Man Has Life, There Is Hope.

Every Generous Action Loves The Public View; Yet No Theatre For Virtue Is Equal To A Consciousness Of It.

To Some Extent I Liken Slavery To Death.

Nature Has Planted In Our Minds An Insatiable Longing To See The Truth.